Post by Riptide on Dec 20, 2014 6:59:00 GMT
Riptide's Room
Enter at your own risk
Riptide smiled as he read the sign on his door. It had been there since he was a kid. He stuck his palm on the part that was usually where you entered the code. Instead, he had modified it to open when he shot a tendril of water out of his palm that contained a trace of his CNA. The door's locks clicked open and Riptide entered his room. It was more or less clean, a few empty energon cubes littered the floor and empty weapon magazines were pushed in a pile in the corner. His weapon modification station was cluttered with discarded gun parts. His bed sheets lay in a heap on the floor. He smiled and picked them up, placing them on the edge of the bed as he laid down. He clicked a button on his nightstand and the song "Don't" by Ed Sheeran began playing through the room's speakers that Rip had installed.
Enter at your own risk
Riptide smiled as he read the sign on his door. It had been there since he was a kid. He stuck his palm on the part that was usually where you entered the code. Instead, he had modified it to open when he shot a tendril of water out of his palm that contained a trace of his CNA. The door's locks clicked open and Riptide entered his room. It was more or less clean, a few empty energon cubes littered the floor and empty weapon magazines were pushed in a pile in the corner. His weapon modification station was cluttered with discarded gun parts. His bed sheets lay in a heap on the floor. He smiled and picked them up, placing them on the edge of the bed as he laid down. He clicked a button on his nightstand and the song "Don't" by Ed Sheeran began playing through the room's speakers that Rip had installed.