Board Thread:Roleplaying Boards/@comment-26426764-20160803030238

CONDIMENT CREW ONLY PLS

The white little gorgon turned her camera on, finally! In a dark room where finding the camera itself was a challenge, this was quite the feat. She cleared her throat and was soon followed by each of the snakes in her hair doing the same. Slithering away from the camera's position, she pressed a button and- Oh, look at that, the lights came on!

If it was not clear where she was when in the dark, it was now. She was in a hotel room, one in MTT Resort, to be exact. Where she had been a normal person, this room would have looked shiny, clean and neat. However, she was far from a normal person and one could tell this from the, ahem, decorations she had placed around her temporary home. She had dumped a bottle of Mayonnaise over the bed, and had pasted pictures of famous gorgons over the regular paintings. Why? It's better not to ask.

The girl slithered back into the camera's view before clearing her throat, which was soon followed by each individual snake in her hair doing the same. An awkward moment of silence filled the room before she began her speech in a hushed tone, unusual for her, really.

''"Hey, CC. There's a little party going on in MTT Towers." ''Mayo took a bite out of a donut she had sneaked into the room from somewhere. ''"But apparently, you're not allowed in if you're not wearing 'proper clothing', whatever that is." ''Another bite from the donut was taken, one of the many snakes appeared to laugh on her head.

''"So, I figure... Why not throw my own party and see how those fancy schmancies like it?! I've got everything we need, decorations, food, and even music! Pirated, of course." ''Her voice gradually got louder as her promises rose. "If you're interested, MTT Resort is the place to be. Room 109, knock eight times and ask for Zoey! Bye-bye!"

The camera was turned off quicker than it was turned on. Mayo sent the video she had just recorded out to all the Condiment Crew members she could before falling back onto her mayonnaise-covered bed. Her snakes hissed at her choice of bedding, but that was the least of her worries. ''"Quiet, Fiora!" She told them, "I hear footsteps... This is room 109, right guys?"'' 