Board Thread:Off-Topic Activities/@comment-26336673-20190309082746/@comment-25406802-20190319211507

It's warm here.

Among the line, a lone figure of a bitterly dark appearance waits in line for what may be a call of action.

The name of this figure was Sonar. He has no legacy, but it was said he had a bit of heroism in him, just not completely known.

Chromatican Express was the transit he plans on boarding. Sonar reaches into his pocket and scrutinizes the green ticket with yellow lining that was indirectly given to members who wished to ride the Express.

Without speaking, the shadow takes a moment to continue observing the ticket before ripping it.

Immediately, a portal materializes, and out comes a green train with a yellow lining that stops just in front of Sonar.

"All aboard the Chromatcan Express! Next stop, Citopia!"

With that, Sonar steps inside the train, with the doors closing behind him.

There's no turning back now.