Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32374991-20170625091614/@comment-26892768-20170627105742

Peacock is currently huddled together with her...er...modified weapons.

"SQUAWK! What do we do, boss? This place is a death trap!" A small, teal bird with black eyes and an outfit identical to Peacock's points out as he paces frantically on the large, anthropomorphic bomb he's standing on.

"Yeah! It'd be really nice if you didn't turn up dead!" An anvil with eyes, a mouth with sharp teeth, and human-like arms and legs adds.

"Well...as much as I hate to admit it, this guy was good enough to get me trapped here in the first place." Peacock takes out a cigarette and takes a deep breath, puffing out smoke from her eye socket. "He probably has some way to keep me from just teleporting out of here, and those walls don't look like they're coming down easy, either."

"We'll see about that..." An anthropomorphic ten ton weight growls, slamming his metal fists together.

"Let's test the durability of the walls later. For now, you guys exit stage left, and I'll do some socializing." Peacock snaps her fingers, and the sapient weapons fall into a spontaneous hole. The hole closes, and Peacock turns towards the rest of the group.