Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27396384-20170703182714/@comment-26854056-20170704172253

oKAY HI YES IM ALIVE

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Oscar paced his laboratory, the aftershocks of the volcano's eruption still rippling, although lightly, through the small room. The most destruction it created was a sharp contrast to the collateral chaos it ensued outside the titanium gates, only managing to tip over a lukewarm, plastic, cup of coffee over blueprints for a new AI.

Despite the suffering that was apparent right under his nose, Oscar seemed to be ungruntled by it, only mumbling in annoyance as he tried to salvage what was left of his papers. The orders from Serene seemed to have numbed his nerves slightly. If the volcano didn't kill the civilians, the disease would, so a quick death would have been better instead of eating those that you'd love alive. Being the blind follower he was, he viewed the volcano as a favour if anything else.

Call it cruel, but they should be thankful that they died first. They should be happy for their own deaths.