Saturday March 23rd, 2016


Richard sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose, eyes closed tight for a moment when Blake came in and lost his mind over Sophias bare breasts. 

"Seriously, dude, you're not going to convince her so better just save your breath." He opened his eyes and swayed slightly when he was suddenly assaulted by an entirely different view of the world.

Each person and item around him was washed out in gray scale with lines radiating out from them. The larger the object the more lines, like a moving topographical map. 

He blinked and his vision suddenly returned to normal. "Son of a motherless goat," he muttered. "This is really getting annoying. Does anyone have any clue what the hell happened to us? Last thing I remember was picking up trash in the park."