Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20191010002135/@comment-26892768-20191011023352

"A pleasure to meet you all!" Thorani nods.

The tentacles, as well as the rest of Bec Noir, glows, and the pink shape finds that his punch goes right through just before he's enveloped in another green flash and finds himself suspended several dozen feet in the air by the tentacles, with Bec Noir's sword at the ready.

Bec Noir very bluntly informs the pink shape that for all he cares, he could be the king of the Fugleberry Fuckwits and it'd make about the same difference. All that matters right now is a good stabbing, so shut up and take it like a man.