Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26496120-20151206050338/@comment-11084328-20151210132152

Omega X

''After the bathroom incident and switching uniforms, I was in Art Class, detailing the sculpture of my own helmet that I'd made last class. I started adding small details to it. But, as I used my tools carefully, I could only hear gunfire and cries of pain.''

OUTSIDE

The gunfire and cries of pain are Omega X's imagination, and he knows it, so don't worry.

OUTSIDE ENDS

''I sighed as my helmet sculpture started looking more and more like my real helmet. At the moment, I just wanted to shoot at something or someone. I missed the intense rush I always feel when I fight against something. And I needed to do something about it. But, at that moment, I couldn't do anything about it. But I knew that good things come for those who wait, so I would just wait for the right moment.''