[color=#FFFFFF]As Jonah strode into the Hell, he looked odd, for he was not dressed as usual. His dreds have been tied back in a ponytail of sort, he wore a thick, brown long leather coat that would usually be described as slightly foxed, although it looked as if it might have been badgered, wolved and possibly beared as well. He headed straight for the message board, typed something into his PDA, and rushed out, his boots ringing relentlessly against the cold metal grates.
Whoever approached to inspect, could read the following;
Quote:[color=#009900]Need able hands to survey Gaia's geography and biosphere. Two volunteers needed, rewards will be, other than seeing Gaia first hand and contributing to what Sirius knows of it, a whole month off upon return, with full merits. The first two responding will be chosen, first come first serve. Hurry it up, the Nature's Last Hope's counting on you.
-Chief Blint, NLH
Sucks to be a weight on the wrong side of the brilliance-insanity scale.