Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20190215115809/@comment-27344811-20190220014806

“HERMIT PURPLE!”

Joseph delivers a chop with the vine hand, causing a thin dust of dirt to cover the air. When it fades, the dirt and rocks have formed a map.

“Eh? What is that?”

“I know my geography... these two small pebbles are right here are us-“ Joseph motions to the pebbles- “and whoever’s caused this is... in Canada?! Canadians?! They’re too tame to pull a stunt like this!”

“Ahem? Canada was founded by the French??” Polnareff Jana a thumb at himself. “Where exactly are we in America?”

“Looks like we’re in Idaho, more precisely, near the American border... but if this is America...”

“Man, I knew Americans were dumb, but who thought they would live inside cans? Am I right, mister j.... sorry.”

Joseph ceases his stink eye. “Well? Let’s get walking, Jean Pierre!”

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Hornet notes the approach of Angry Frozone.