Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20181209183353/@comment-32932951-20181214134149

''Boss, you can't keep driving forever. There gonna get to close, you know the rest. You say it almost every day. You need to dissapear...I think I got a good idea of how you can do that to!

Speak to me, Doppio.''

Doppio was right, he did need to dissapear. And his plan seemed ingenious. Diavolo was in the city again, first thing off the list was to ditch the Benz. Oh how much he loved this thing, it pained him to abandon another one. A moment later the car crashed into a side pole, followed with a 10 second skip in time. Diavolo was nowhere to be seen, infact he wasn't even in control.

You might ask, what happened during the erased time frame? First the Italian man stayed in the flaming mess, uneffected by the crash because of his stand. Then in a mere 3 seconds, or even less someone took over. Diavolo shrunk about a head in height, his whole face twisted and changed. His hair had shrunk from the usual long hair he had, when not in shadow form, into a ponytale. His whole hair color had changed to a mcuh darker color. He had a new sweater/shirt in that time, not that it mattered since you couldn't tell what he was wearing in shadow form. He even had a ton of freckles on his face, his black eye color had changed to a choclate brown. He looked like he was now about 17 years old now instead of 33.

He looked like a completly diffrent person now, because he was. Doppio was in control, even if you could identify souls you could tell this was NOT Diavolo. Diavolo would now take Doppio's place and be the voice inside his head. Advising him on what to do and what not to do. His first step was to hide, as was the whole point of Doppio's plan.

Doppio was inside a caffe already sipping coffee, probably after 30 seconds of skipped time. He was acting confused like everyone else. Blending into the crowd perfectly.