Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20190509204551/@comment-27344811-20190510161958

Spyware scuttles out, a plastic bag in his hands. He scuttles up tot he ship, and knocks on the door.

The door opens, revealing Malware and yet another Mechamorph; this one, however, is pink. And all over the ground.

"I have the cans, but had to make do with the medicine department."

The pink one coughs as Spyware takes something out of the bag, pops it open with his one of his secondary arms, and drops whatever it is into the puddle. Virus immdiatley surges upwards, making... somewhat of a humanoid shape. "Oh my god, I can finally feel my legs...." he raps, sliding back inside.

The rest return inside as the ramp retracts and the door closes. Kilobyte is almost done refueling.