Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20190523232127/@comment-27344811-20190524152950

Snatcher somehow manifests extra fingers to give the ok hand. "Eldritch horrors? Amateurs. Gods? Infants! I'll just bring out their weakneses and snippity snap, crack their necks."

Ultron throws his ahnds in the air as he walks away. "Great! I'm stuck here, no computers or internet, and all the company I have are a bunch of humans and a single acceptable fleshy. Could this get any worse?!"

"..."

"I swear to god- the probability f it happening is extremely low but If I somehow have tempted fate-"