The Last Poster Wins! [V9]

[The Nonexistent Tazz]

((Get better, friend!))

*SIVELOS activates the L.N.U ARBITER, with APOPH following.*

*You head to the L.N.U ARBITOR. A familiar Werewolf-*

Lycian: I AM NOT A WEREWOLF!!! AWOO!!!

*-greets you thusly, along with a half-dozen GREY MEN.*

(I wish roleplay healing worked irl :/)

*follows the rest*

((Indeed. ;_;))

Uh...

(The last post wins )

No it doesn't. Only if it lasts 48 hours, mon ami! Also, happy birthday!

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*SIVELOS muses that it would be hilarious if some of the LEGION's infamous GREY MEN showed up. He hopes his luck won't bite him in the ***.*

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Taurus: Hm… This strange phenomena again… 'Dimensional Lag…' Researchers? Start taking notes.

*Don't say what you don't want to appear or it will. Not always true, but generally a good piece of advice to heed.*

Probably a rift in the space-time continuum that results in the tectonic temporal loopholes. Example: time zones. *theorizes*

*I'm EST.*

*You cannot hear TAURUS talking, as he's much deeper in the fleet than you. He was also communicating through the supercomputer-interface that is his brain.*

…What? Okay then...

Dennis the Ditto
Current form: Ditto

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*teleports here from nowhere*

Uh... Hey? Where are we?

*L.N.U. Arbitor. About to fight Lycian and a half-dozen Grey men. Have fun!*