Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44426813-20200103061012/@comment-32942273-20200121002322

I wince as I hear some... creative metaphors coming from a cell nearby.

“Please don’t say things like that. It isn’t going to make them like us anymore.” I yell through the cell door.

Then, I notice that there is a guard standing at the door to the orientation.

“Oh no.” I think, “He just heard me speaking the Enlightened Language. Please don’t hurt me. Please don’t hurt me.”

I try to walk past him.

(Somebody rp the guard please. If not, I can do it.)