...There's one in the Writer's Lounge so I'm thinking of making one here. ~~Enjoy~~
"Welcome to the Chat Room" said a voice from a speaker inside the room. It's quite well-equipped in contrast to some old-as-grandma-cheese toilets: hi-tech computers, a flat screen TV, a self-service cafeteria. You name it, this room has it all. And there's a warning sign next to the door: "For RHGs only"

ChronoRunner: This seems interesting. I hope I get to meet some RHGs here!

seem pretty cool i'm looking forward to it

Naxid: *sigh* i'm going to change soon...for the final time. Probably. For the 3rd time. Be ready for dis.

*I think you're suppose to role-play in writing form

Pancakes enter the newly formed chat room confused. He decides to past the time by making some Zoo animal origami.

Naxid now gets what he's supposed to do ._.

I think this should only be meant for the wrhg section, since role playing is basically writing, and RHG is for animators sooo....

There's also a great amount more of RHGs than wRHGs so this would turn into a spam thread pretty quickly.
and... Do you even have a RHG? >.<

Aero entered the chamber, looking around with severe distaste. "What the fuck is this shit?" he muttered savagely, his feelings of disgust seeping into his thoughts. This isn't wRHG...this is the actual Rock Hard Gladiators section, and no one has any business making this thing for something so unsuitable. I see spam on the horizon, and I sure as fuck don't want that.

However, it suddenly occurred to Aero that he had moderator powers, and could do with this place as he saw fit. Aero promptly overloaded his hoverboard and, with no regrets in his heart, start firing his fucking laser until the chamber collapsed in upon itself. He then boarded his device and soared off into the horizon, wondering why the fuck he hadn't done this sooner, and he soon became little more than a speck in the crimson skyline.

The enigma of the RHG Chat Thread soon sank into Stickpage legend, and the chamber's of this said thread sank into the depths of lore in Stickpage history, eventually forgotten altogether.

[No but seriously, not really suitable for this section. It's bound to become a spam thread and this shouldn't go in the RHG Characters section anyway

Plus you don't even have an RHG what the heck brah]

Rosie showed up and picked up whatever the fuck was left of the chamber, scrunched it up into a ball and threw it into the Trash Can. A perfect throw.
[Don't forget CaM, the only things to stay in the section locked are the character threads.]