Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20190809153217/@comment-27344811-20190810163120

"Of course it's time." Jotaro mutters. "Don't worry, I have experience with those who use time to their advantage."

The tail splits and unfolds into legs, the tail tips hanging to the sides of his legs as Grimlock spins and lands feet first. Grimock waves his sword over his head. "Grimlock-"

He's interupted by honking- Scrapper's altnerante mode, a combination of shovel and crane, is making its way over, SNarl follwoing behind and Swoop riding Scrapper. "Grimloooooock,"

"Hah! Grimlock find friends firs-"

"Where are the steel beams."

"........eh?"

"You said you would get some-" Swoop steps off, so Scrapper goes ariagoto mister roboto. "You said ya would get me some. Did you get any?"

"Yes."

"Did you do all the work yourself?"

".....no." He answers.

"How many did you get."

"One."

"O-" he stamers, "One?! Did uou even use the boat?!"

"No."

"Oh my-"

"Look, Crane, Grimlock sorry, but Yellow get in way! He annoying!" Grimlock puts his hands together.

"Christ," Scrapper pinches the bridge of his "nose".

"That is enough!" Lugnut pulls back his fist, his claw slowly retracting and being replaced by a large, flashing red knob and a pressure plate.

"No!" Blackarachnia hisses, alarmed. "No, no, no!"

"DO NAUGHT DO ET! LAUGHGNUHT, DO NOHT USE ZA PUNCH!!"

"Fine." Lugnut's claw returns, and he reaches back and grabs a mace from his back.

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"Jes," Wulf begins moving towards the incoming group, nose close to the ground.