02-21-2016, 06:32 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-21-2016, 06:37 PM by Psychospacecow.)
When you're assigned to a salve, you dress however you damn well please. The machines do all the work and you're just there for the kind word and leg cramps.
Alright who's next for the icy black yonder of space?
Stipulation to make things easy.
Role :
Theme :
I'll take care of things from there.