Unraveller

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Awaking early was nothing new to the strongman, however this alarm was particularly irritating. Kristof stood rather feebly before fiddling around with the constantly buzzing machine. At last he was able to turn the infernal thing off which slowly dissipated into the stand, just about the same time as his bed. Looking about at the frankly barren room he speaks aloud to himself, "This place could really use some sprucing up, another time."

"Well, can't train on an empty stomach!" He chuckles heartily before wandering off into the stark halls. "Now which way was the cafeteria?" In a repeat of events yesterday the muscled man is unable to find his direction, wandering through many similar corridors before finally reaching the cafeteria, plenty of time wasted.

Entering the food room, as he likes to call it, many of the attendants here seem to look on in apprehension, or perhaps fear? Axel wonders to himself before realizing that he is probably going to be late takes a light snack. Leaving the cafeteria hurriedly an entire turkey underneath an arm he completely forgets about the signs that point out directions, whoops!

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*food-stuffed maniacal laughter*

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Sounds good to me!

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*Suddenly tomorrow*

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Kristof had been shoveling sweet delicious morsels into his gullet left and right. Thank the heavens all of it was for free! Most of the other people in the cafeteria had long backed away from the man. While his fourth dimensional powers of taste and smell had been stripped away in sector Zelta that did not deter him. In fact, it was as if every meal was new to him yet again, not having eaten without his improved taste-buds in quite some time.

Just as he finishes his seventh pork bun a hand is placed upon his shoulder. Swiftly turning about Kristof comes face-to-face with a man of middling years and powerful stature. "Aha! A man of my own kind!" the strongman stands up, speaking with his mouth slightly full as well as in broken Japanese, outstretching his hand for a mighty shake, "Glad to meet you Mister Garsin, you may know me as Kristof Brandt! And that is correct, they've taken us against our will as it were." With a hearty chuckle Kristof gestures for Garsin to sit down with him and partake in the feast.

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Boy, this cafeteria food sure is great, Nicky boy! Do you s'pose there are a lot of others in the food room? What's the general thought on population for this sector?

Fallout 3 Type Thing?

Same for me, I'd be interested in playing a staunchly physical character. One with a lot of strength, but not so much for intelligence. Though he would have idealistic morals.

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Curses! What sort of crazy and extremely interesting stuff will happen there? WHO KNOWS? THEY MIGHT GET HIS EGGS WRONG!

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I do have no idea, but what I do know is that Kristof is starving.

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"food is top notch"

@Jollan

YES!!!