Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31401828-20170602122803/@comment-30700719-20170722152949

"Oh boy. Five hundred and fifty-nine years. I'd have to respawn about five or six times to fill out that sentence, assuming I only die of old age and nothing else." I stand up and shuffle out the door. A guard escorts me up a flight of stairs, into the bright sunlight. "Wait, what? I'm being kept underground?!" I let out a sigh and cross my arms, walking into the exercise yard. "The five-and-a-half-centuries sentence I can deal with, but I simply do not do underground. I am actually pretty pissed off right now." I look around absentmindedly, then uncross my arms.