Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20171116215535/@comment-26892768-20171204022450

(Welp. Time to do a thing.)

Otto looks at Wil and sighs. "Get down. That's an order."

Gold pauses, trying to decide whether to answer David's question or not. Then Metalakasect grabs Arcanhound and puts him in front of his creator.

"Yes. Now then, I need to prevent some property damage..." The FUSEmon heads off.