Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160412075753/@comment-24510587-20160502120510

Clyde woke up and opened his eyes. Suddenly, he felt like a landfill again. Grunting, he looked at his hands, only to see that the skin was once more shriveled and red. "Ah, fuck..." he muttered, before tearing out the cannula from his dead skin and climbing out of the pod he was in. He took a moment to orientate himself, before hearing Doris' call for help.

"Is that Doris?" he grunted, still slightly suffering from a sensory overload.