Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28110025-20160922025112/@comment-28110025-20160922204955

Mettaton, after having snapped back into existence while Crystal and Xavier did their own things, stood back up and resumed speaking.

"Well, Crystal, this is MY ship. My ship, my rules, and I say that Stevie is the leader. Hmph. Also, no, there isn't any escape pods. Besides, why would you want to go back to Earth, anyways? I estimate that it's covered in ash right now. It's inhabitable."

Stevie runs up to the stage. "Guys, I'm leader! Can you believe it? Me! Mom said I'd never ammount to anything, let alone live long enough to try!"

"Okay, beauties," Mettaton begins, "It's time for you to get a feel for this place. I'm going to need you to seperate into groups by last name. A's-M's, go to the left table. N's-Z's, go to the right table! Your name will be written by the apartment you will be living in. Everything you need is in your room. Now go. Shoo. Scat."