[u][i][b]The Hitchhiker[/b][/i][/u] [u][i]12:59:59 AM[/i][/u] [i]The Dojo's Front Gate[/i] *The air was crisp and cool. Not crisp as in the traditional meaning of the word when using it to describe air, no, crisp like an apple. Granny Smith to be precise. There as a strange feel to the collection of gasses surrounding the Dojo and Dojoville that night. It was thick, if you swung your hand you would almost expect it to make a juicy cracking noise, like if you swung your hand at an apple, only your hand had become a knife which cut through the fruit with mild struggle. Instead you would be disappointed to find that the air had not condensed into and apple and that your hand was not a knife, just your normal hand. It was thick, but not that thick, and rarely did logic and the universe have as vivid an imagination as any living thing with even the most malnourished and stunted of imaginations. In short, logic and the universe sucks.* *This is not about logic and the universe, nor is it about the thickness of air or Granny Smith apples, this is about a strange furry creature named Terrek, who happened to be lurching up the stairs to the Dojo on the back of a female moose, with a picnic blanket draped over him like a begger would bundle up in a blanket on a street corner to fight off the bitter, freezing winds which nipped at his nose and his exposed toes like rats which had been starved for precisely as long as the begger had been starved, but of course it was not that cold out this night, only cool, but cool was a low enough temperature for Terrek to feel mildly uncomfortable, and so he was bundled up in the picnic blanket in such a way as was described earlier in this mother of all run on sentences that you find yourself reading.* *One might wonder why Terrek is even in possession of a picnic blanket, and one might wonder what it was like before the Big Bang, or if there is an afterlife, or if Europe really exists. But you shouldn't wonder about things you will never know the answer to, because it will drive you mad. Wait, hold on...... Oh... Alright... There has been a mistake... Terrek has the picnic blanket because he wants to have a picnic with some people in the Dojo. Also, Europe is indeed a myth made up by social justice warriors and communists. Anyways, by now Terrek has made it to the top of the steps where the moose proceeded to die from exhaustion and he laid the picnic blanket over the moose's body before setting up the picnic basket.* *What? You want a description of his appearance? Your character hasn't even seen him yet, I'm already spoiling you with all this free information your character has no way of knowing, except for the atmosphere part of course, just reply and you'll figure out you brat!* [spoiler]*Ahem* open[/spoiler]