(Had this idea while waiting for new posts) Welcome to the Waiting Room, a white room with rows of chairs and magazines, you will be waiting for an appointment that will never come. All the while, this song: http://www.youtuberepeat.com/watch?v=LJcbn2b92AI is playing in the background. Do whatever you want! There is no limit in the Waiting Room other than what the room has to offer. There's no need for a sign-up, just come on in! (Suggestion, when ever you are looking at this rp, listen to the song in the background, gives you a better feel for the waiting.)
(No OCC chat thread? I'll play Masq anyway, no need to explain the character for the... 900 time.) Masquerade entered the room. He looked at the rows of chairs, the tables and the magasines, and sighed. He took a seat in the last row, last seat.
(You all know Snow right? Of course you, she's my main!) Snow entered the room and saw Masquerade and sat next to him, "Here for the meeting as well?"
(The music really does make this rp...) Snow turned to Firebreeze, "Your here to? Huh, guess you've been here a while." she said looking at his fortress of chairs.
''I guess. I've got a letter in my mailbox, with this address and an hour. All that it said was :'We're expecting you.' What's the meeting about?''
Jhera walked in with a sigh. "Dunno, I got the same letter. Also, does anypony have any cider? I didn't bring any."
"No, sorry." Snow said. Suddenly, a panel opened in the ceiling and a glass was lowered by a mechanical arm, then filled with cidery goodness.
"Can I get some more chairs?" Fire said, "I used all the chairs in the chair closet and I need to finish the north tower."
''Looks like we're going to stay here for a while. I'll go out there, to see if there's a eceptionnist that could tell for how long we'll be waitin'.'' Masquerade went to the other side of the wide room, looking for a desk.
*A panel opens in front of Masquerade, drawing him in with curiosity, then a boxing glove pops out and sends him flying it Firebreeze's chair fort, almost completely obliterating it.* Snow stared in shock at what just happened, "Masquerade, you alright?!"
Masquerade stood up, a little confused from the sudden shock. ''Yeah, i alright... What's wrong with this place? Panles on walls and ceiling, and nopony around...''
''y-yeah... Sorry.'' Masquerade went back to the seat he was before walking around. ((Won't be able to post a lot. If i miss two pages of Rp (or more, who knows?), Masqu will be reading random magasines.))