Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28144855-20190919151013/@comment-27950421-20190921202359

(We don't already have our servants right?)

"Fate of humanity huh?..." A man sitting against a parked motorcycle just outside the city looks down at the mark on his hand, "Must have something to do with this mark. Some weird magic shit or aliens or something... not sure why'd they'd pick a guy like me to save humanity, but I'd have to be a real asshole to turn something important like that down..."

He hefts a heavy backpack onto his back before starting up his bike, "Let's hope nothing tries sucking my brains our or some bullshit."

He rides towards the beacon, his bike sounding like thunder as he races down the highway.