Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28110025-20160922025112/@comment-28110025-20160922232126

Some of the things that were thrown at Stevie included a lamp, a soccer ball, and a book. He assumed that it was akin to throwing roses at someone on stage.

Mettaton puts away his social device and starts filing his nonexistant nails, while avoiding Crystal's gaze. "Cause I SAID so. I don't FEEL like being the leader today. Maybe tomorrow."