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Questions, part 1"Morning...already?" The little Lop thought to himself, as the sunshine messed with his eyes. Shingle felt groggy as he lifted himself from his bed and he had a hard time keeping himself steady as he walked. He rubbed his eyes and started to remember where he was and why he was there.Questions, part 1 by ~greg11922
He and his friends, Tipp the Grun and Ilene the Draygoon, had gone to an open mic the night before and they had put on a good show. After the trio finished playing, they booked a hotel to rest up for the next day. Shingle guessed they had been up later than he thought, as he felt very tired.
He woke the others up, Tipp growling as she got up and Ilene taking a few minutes to even start opening her eyes. Ilene welcomed Shingle with a weak "hello..." as she stood up. Shingle yawned a little and then started packing to move to the next town and Ilene soon started helping as well, while Tipp mainly waited for them to finished.After about five to ten minutes of packing, the trio was on their way.
I think people care more about the graphics and the power of the system, rather than the actual f*cking games.
- Mudahar, stating the obvious.