Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26889090-20170306002453/@comment-26892768-20170306190017

Nimona, humming a little tune to herself, starts to sew together some dark grey, silver, and red fabric.

Gentaro starts looking through various clothes to select his dream biker outfit.

Propellor Knight is working with Axonn.

"Alright, just picture this - the runway goes dark. Smoke fills the room. Then, you walk in, with a dark, battle-worn cloak and your massive axe...and then you slam it into the ground, and yell 'You shall not pass!'. Eh? Eh?" Propellor Knight grins.

"...This is a fashion show." Axonn points out.

"Just work with me here, okay?" Propellor Knight groans.