Welcome to Edensphere, Wolfram!
Characters: Wolfram (bumpychampion) and Steve
Date/Time: Night, May 17
Location: Temporary Wilderness Hatchery, in Disneyland's Beach Resort.
Rating: PG-13 for non-sparkly vampires nekkid tiems and Steve.
Summary: Wolfram is born into Edensphere, and someone is there to greet him!
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Steve's shift was almost over. Finally. He could almost get to like it here... you could go on the rides as much as you wanted, eat pretty decent food without paying if you did it right, and the beds were really, really nice. Better than anything the Sphere offered in its normal housing, even in Section Four.
It would be really great. Except, unlike most of the lucky bastards running around Disneyworld, he still had to work. He glared at the cocoons, tapped his fingers impatiently against the table, flipped through his journal briefly, glared again... just a few more minutes and he could get out of this place and hopefully find a bar that was still open.
A cocoon wiggled. Steve groaned. Just his luck, of course... he grabbed a set of newborn stuff, grumbling to himself all the time.
He'd just have to make this one fast.
Date/Time: Night, May 17
Location: Temporary Wilderness Hatchery, in Disneyland's Beach Resort.
Rating: PG-13 for non-sparkly vampires nekkid tiems and Steve.
Summary: Wolfram is born into Edensphere, and someone is there to greet him!
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Steve's shift was almost over. Finally. He could almost get to like it here... you could go on the rides as much as you wanted, eat pretty decent food without paying if you did it right, and the beds were really, really nice. Better than anything the Sphere offered in its normal housing, even in Section Four.
It would be really great. Except, unlike most of the lucky bastards running around Disneyworld, he still had to work. He glared at the cocoons, tapped his fingers impatiently against the table, flipped through his journal briefly, glared again... just a few more minutes and he could get out of this place and hopefully find a bar that was still open.
A cocoon wiggled. Steve groaned. Just his luck, of course... he grabbed a set of newborn stuff, grumbling to himself all the time.
He'd just have to make this one fast.