| The Intervention
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 | Here at the Doomed Legion we pride ourselves in the occational charity. We especially don't like to see one of our own get left behind. Eventually, we took it upon ourselves to do something about it and brought intervention into Andrew's life.
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 | We began the process by putting the contents of the floor into boxes for later sorting. Once again, the camera failed to perform to hopeful expectations.
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 | Upon arrival at the bottom, a horror of surprises awaited us. Amazingly, little was found living underneath the detrius. I think it was too toxic to support life.
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 | I'm wearing a filter mask. Enlarge the photo to see why.
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 | The floor has been thoroughly cleaned, and the piles displaced into boxes to be sorted.
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 | The boxes are being unloaded. The three of them are attempting to fasten a poster to the ceiling above the bed. The world is a better place when you can wake up to a map of a D&D campaign universe in your face.
I'm told that Andy's latest shtick is blinking purposefully to spoil photographs.
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 | After hours of sorting things and putting them into drawers, closets, and containers, the room was officially declared habitable.
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 | At promontory point, the ceremonial modelling knife is dramatically thrust into Andrew's possession. This event apparently concludes the intervention. I only hope he appreciates that we do not plan to do this again. Until next year!
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