Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26414442-20150506015955/@comment-25686329-20150508153345

The Yankee cleared his throat, paritally thanks to a slight cold, but equally due to his unsurity of a new setting.

"I'm, uh, the Yankee, Mark Twain's A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur's Court, I'm the protagonist. To summarize, I 'FIX'..." He made air quotes with his hands here. "Camelot with modern conveincences, but in the end, I die alone, delusional, bitter, overcome with guilt at my ignorance..."

Grimm, he couldn't even beleive he was talking like this.

"Hm. Yeah."