Pentus looked around the website and folded his arms over his chest, leaning back and rubbing his chin with a hand, "Hmmm… interesting. It would seem I have free time on my hands... haven't had free time in a while." He looked up at the ceiling consideringly, huffing slightly after a few moments, "Feels strange." He shivered and looked around, agitated, "I don't like it. It's too quiet. Too boring! Now what can I do to fix that." He hopped up on top of the shoutbox and paced, "Hmmm… I've already got some role-plays going on. I could draw, but I don't much care to right now." He stopped and clapped his hands, "I know! I'll write some poems!" He frowned again and continued pacing, "Oh, but what to write about? Oh dear, oh dear, can't write if I don't have any ideas. Oh look!" He stopped and grinned, clapping again, "An idea!" He turned and faced the computer screen, hitting it with his staff, "You out there! Yes you! This is the court bard speaking, now tell me what you'd like to hear you feudal louts!"
(OOC: Fourth Wall? What Fourth Wall!? I see no walls here!)