(no subject)
[It is evening at camp. And while it's never exactly quiet in this place, there are ... lulls, shall we say. Maybe you are relaxing during one of them. But not for long because suddenly there is SHOUTING AND YELLING AND A SUDDEN HUGE CRASH and when the dust settles, a mass of zombies, gorillas, and trees lie crushed half in, half out of a chasm that has appeared in the earth (and possibly through part of a building for this post only). Standing at the source of the chasm is a tall man in lots and lots of shiny armor, holding a spear and looking satisfied.]
I AM BROTHER PETROS OF THE INQUISITION, AND I AM THE PEACEKEEPER FOR THE DURATION OF MY STAY. IF THERE ARE ANY DISPUTES TO BE SETTLED, PLEASE SEE ME.
((IF ANYONE IS STILL READING MY EDITS I am still around. Just. Sporadic. Will continue all week though :|b))
I AM BROTHER PETROS OF THE INQUISITION, AND I AM THE PEACEKEEPER FOR THE DURATION OF MY STAY. IF THERE ARE ANY DISPUTES TO BE SETTLED, PLEASE SEE ME.
((IF ANYONE IS STILL READING MY EDITS I am still around. Just. Sporadic. Will continue all week though :|b))