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Okey dokey. I warned you
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Father Koln opens the nearest wall, like a door, and leaves the game.
"OHHHHH YEAHHH!!"
*GUITAR RIFF*
Before our undead adventurers stands 5 feet eight inches of 80s hair-metal badassery, complete with tight fitting leather pants, a kickin' cherry ax of a guitar, long flowing brown hair tucked under a red headband, and no shirt.
INTRODUCING: WILDMAN - Says the magically appearing pyro display behind him.
"Are you READY to get WILD?!!" *guitar riff!*
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"I CAN'T HEAR YOU!" *LOUDER GUITAR RIFF!*
"ALLLLRRIGGHTT!! Now, first things first! Did any of you dudes see what the Wildman's Rockin' Malkavian eyes see in this house? Or rather, what I didn't see?!"
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"YEAAHH!! That's Right! Not a single smoke detector! And remember kids, every house should have a minimum of ONE smoke detector per floor, and one in each bedroom! Now what do you awesome dudes think about going on a little adventure with the WILDMAN, finding the MAIN MAN of this shack, and hooking him up?! OHHHH YEAHHHH!!!"
"And above all else, NOTHING rocks the WILDMAN'S world as HARD as conserving water! Always remember, if it's yellow it's mellow, but if it's brown WOOWWWZZAAA! flussh it down! YEAYEAHHH!"