Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-3991308-20150610014148/@comment-3991308-20150611014120

Airmid's mouth fell open in excitement at the arrival of newbies, but Icarus simply took one disinterested glance at the girls and returned to playing piano, muttering something about how Airmid would probably 'scare them'. Introductions at Dead Epics tended to be greeted with silence or the occasional yell.

"What do you mean the text message was too vague? I asked Icarus to give proper explanations on what was going to happen!" Airmid leapt down from a black box she had been standing on so she could reach the top of the mirror. "Does that mean I have to explain today's plan aloud? You two are early though, as usual. Admitantly I'm surprised that you thought Dead Epics as worthy of your precious American time."

Icarus stopped playing again. He slammed down the lid of the piano and turned around in the stool. "You're going to love it. We're getting reminded that the previous generation actually existed, and then died. It'll fit every pathetic definition of fun you people have."