Board Thread:Other Roleplay/@comment-108.193.28.68-20150625203604/@comment-25535739-20150626033802

(Erm, sorry. I was watching some stuff, and writer's block is kicking in a little. After this message, I'mma go ahead and invite Vinny, Aktan and MiB, since I don't want you to be alone here forever lel)

After a rather filling breakfast, King Freddy decides to check on a few of his subjects. He walks up the twisting stairs of the castle, before coming to the door belonging to his kingdom's renowned Tactictian. He knocks it, asking if his presence inside would be allowed. It was, and so he opened the door, to find the room filled with papers. Books line the shelves on the wall. Some are neatly placed, while others seem to have been thrown around a little in an attempt to find some more information. This is the result of the Tactictian's unfortunate split personality. At one moment, she would be sensible and intelligent, while the next, she would be rather silly and strange. However, at this moment, she seemed to be in her most sensible state. King Freddy watched her as she studied various papers before asking what he wanted.

"Oh, silly me!" King Freddy chuckled. "I've just decided to check up on a few of my subjects today, you know, to get to know a few of you a little better! (Or, in other words, to make it even more painful when they eventually die. It's gonna happen, I'm not even gonna say I'll win lel) Now..." King Freddy looks over a few of her papers, some including just words, while others have detailed drawings. "Wow, this all looks interesting! What do you happen to be studying?"

The room is silent for a moment before she responds "...The reproductive system of animatronics."

King Freddy keeps a straight face, while the room starts to feel awkward. "Erm, well, that would be interesting to know... Do you plan to teach it in schools around here?"

"Heavens, no! I've not even started on the juicy bits yet!" She laughs.

King Freddy nods with a fake smile and slowly backs out of the room. "At times, I can't even tell what she does..." He mumbles, walking downstairs towards the dungeon. A few soldiers were permanently stationed there to keep an eye on the prisoners. You'd be surprised what a few years inside a cell will do to a man... woman... robot... whatever.