Board Thread:Other Roleplay/@comment-64.82.204.2-20150824172149/@comment-108.193.30.62-20150916222438

Your friendly neighborhood Spy wrote: Golden King Freddy sits back down. "Beverages..." He mutters, while writing something onto a small piece of paper. When he's finished with said paper, he folds it up and flicks it away, at which point the paper is turned into some sparkles, and apparently sent elsewhere. Very shortly later, an animatronic and a human open the doors to the room, with the tea. Passing them to everyone at the table and then offering to those at the doors, they then leave while the King takes a small sip of his tea.

"Yes, that's what I was thinking." The King responds to Lucia. "Assuming you're attacking from the Nothernmost point, our closest point, and furthest for them to spread to, would be the South." He then sips his tea again and turns to Chef. "Red hair... Was your strategist, by any chance, Kingsland? Providing we're thinking about the same person, I do believe I have fond memories of her from my pizzeria days..." "How odd it feels to say that in this attire. 'Pizzeria'... I haven't heard that word in so long..."


 * Lucia goes rigid at the metion of the "pizzeria"... her gaze slowly turns to the golden animatronic..*

...What did you just say...?


 * Hugo just gives GKF a harsh glare. Bryce simply looks upwardss at the ceiling with knowledge of the inevitable confrontation.*

Oooh boy... Shouldn't have said tha' goldie-boy... this is gonna be a bloody awful mess you've started...