11-03-2015, 09:59 PM
A penguin with a backpack walks out of the Inn and just sits left of the door, before pulling out a clipboard from said backpack. It pulled out a pencil to, and began writing on the board, while humming a tune.
He'd kneel again, but his eyes would remain open. He would begin staring around at the scenery.
"Beautiful day."
He'd kneel again, but his eyes would remain open. He would begin staring around at the scenery.
"Beautiful day."
Bow down, overdweller.