Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28110025-20160922025112/@comment-28110025-20160928233426

Mettaton, who was sitting in a chair, looking in the mirror, admiring himself, was broken out of his trance by Crystal. "Oh, they all pay the same! That's why they have no requirements. If you want a real job, apply for businessman. Or, business cowboy. That's where the real money's at."

The speaker system turns on with a loud screetch. In an almost as loud and screetchy voice, Stevie begins to speak over the intercom: "Hello, friends! I just finished reading the guide thingy. But, I guess all I had to do was read the leader section. Anyways, I wanna announce my FIRST rule: banning everything I'm allergic to! Anyone with red hair must have their hair dyed GREEN. Anyone with red eyes must always wear sunglasses! And, the person with the MTT-EXP ID number that's the number after 20 but before 22, gets to be locked up in a seperate wing of the ship! Thank you!"