Fandom High Office, Tuesday, September 19
Sep. 19th, 2006 07:26 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fh_officeChuck was adjusting to life in the office rather well, even if he did make a habit of stealing any paper clips he spotted, then bending them into unnatural shapes while taunting them with phrases like, "You had it coming," and "Now you know how my family felt." All things considered, he was practically normal.
The small rodents marching through the office weren't, though. "3.1415926535..." the rodents chanted. "...89793238..."
"What the hell is that?" Chuck asked.
"Arr, those be pirats," Jerry from Accounting answered. "Mathmatical buccaneer rodents. They showed up last spring and now they be touring this port again. It be Talk Like a Pirate Day, after all. Avast!"
"You're a weird kid," Chuck said.
"Yarr."
"...5923078164..."
[OOC: If you'd like to encounter a pirat, feel free to mod them. Otherwise they'll stick to the office.]
The small rodents marching through the office weren't, though. "3.1415926535..." the rodents chanted. "...89793238..."
"What the hell is that?" Chuck asked.
"Arr, those be pirats," Jerry from Accounting answered. "Mathmatical buccaneer rodents. They showed up last spring and now they be touring this port again. It be Talk Like a Pirate Day, after all. Avast!"
"You're a weird kid," Chuck said.
"Yarr."
"...5923078164..."
[OOC: If you'd like to encounter a pirat, feel free to mod them. Otherwise they'll stick to the office.]
