Zantar_Black
New member
The talking stops suddenly in the room. A chill runs down the spine of every member of the gathered people. Everyone feels that something is different, but no one knows what. All heads involuntarily turn to the large double doors of the room as they fly open, light trailing in as an unfamiliar figure tears into the room on a motorcycle. The engine deafens all nearby as the mysterious man bails out of his cycle, landing on his feet with perfect grace as the cycle flys out of an open window and speeds into the horizon.
He is Zantar_Black.
And he has arrived.
........um........yeah. Hi.
He is Zantar_Black.
And he has arrived.
........um........yeah. Hi.