Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20170725070131/@comment-26892768-20170726001158

Elsewhere, the Piraka, the Enchantress, Valeena, and DJ Octavio have evacuated.

"You know...this was fresh and all, but now I'm just really uncomfortable." DJ Octavio comments. Currently, he's in storage due to his now large size, forced into a very cramped position.

"Believe me, it would be even more uncomfortable for me to unfuse you from your mech." The Enchantress growls.

"Well, I'll take your word for it, but I can't do anything in here! No funky beats, no wasabi, no-"

"You want something to do?" The Enchantress gives a false grin. Oh boy. "I'll give you something..."

"Really? Like..." Octavio falls asleep, snoring.

"Sleep." The Enchantress exits the room, closing the entrance behind her.

Moments later, Cronus shows up, invisible. He casually walks over to the sleeping Octavio, pulls off his Bugvisor 2, and sprays an orange cloud over the Octarian. For a moment, his skin/armor seems to fluctuate, like a glitch in a game, before returning to normal.

"One down." Cronus teleports away.