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Log: Ongoing
When; Jan 16th, Midnight
Rating; Uhh, PG for now, I guess.
Characters; Rocky Horror and whomever feels like meeting him.
Summary; The poor boy just arrived in the city.. and seeing he isn't the smartest crayon in the box, he wanders the cold streets. ;.; IN NEED OF A HOME.
Log;
My high is low, I'm dressed up with no place to go.
And all I know, is I'm at the start of a pretty big downer...
Well, he was somewhere that wasn't the mansion. That was for sure. It was very cold out though. Yes. Rocky didn't like that. The cold reminded him when those dogs were chasing after him through the rain. He didn't like dogs. Or atleast he didn't after that turn of events.
Without Frank or Janet around, he was like a lost child. No idea of what to do or where to go.
It's all Janet's fault you're alone, a Frank-ish voice hissed in the back of his head.
The blonde sighed and leaned against a random building wall for a moment. This was all very shocking and frustrating, especially with half a brain. He whimpered softly and rubbed his arms, looking around the abandoned streets for anyone, so that they could help him. Even if he didn't know them.. right now he didn't care.
So cold..
Rating; Uhh, PG for now, I guess.
Characters; Rocky Horror and whomever feels like meeting him.
Summary; The poor boy just arrived in the city.. and seeing he isn't the smartest crayon in the box, he wanders the cold streets. ;.; IN NEED OF A HOME.
Log;
My high is low, I'm dressed up with no place to go.
And all I know, is I'm at the start of a pretty big downer...
Well, he was somewhere that wasn't the mansion. That was for sure. It was very cold out though. Yes. Rocky didn't like that. The cold reminded him when those dogs were chasing after him through the rain. He didn't like dogs. Or atleast he didn't after that turn of events.
Without Frank or Janet around, he was like a lost child. No idea of what to do or where to go.
It's all Janet's fault you're alone, a Frank-ish voice hissed in the back of his head.
The blonde sighed and leaned against a random building wall for a moment. This was all very shocking and frustrating, especially with half a brain. He whimpered softly and rubbed his arms, looking around the abandoned streets for anyone, so that they could help him. Even if he didn't know them.. right now he didn't care.
So cold..