Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27661770-20180116221124/@comment-26892768-20180118005856

Avian reclines in his chair. "Ah...you know, I'm sure the people who are not currently kidnapped by a cult or an evil version of their grandkid are enjoying this downtime, but personally, I think I'm enjoying it more, because-"

Then there's a beep. Avian blinks, and looks ahead. "...Fuck I put my feet on the keyboard."

He gets back into a neutral position and rolls up to his monitor. "Alright, let's see what I fucked up...because chances are...oh. Huh. That's...pretty bad, but not as bad as I was expecting."

Avian looks at his current screen. "I mean, I'm pretty sure Anon's 'I'm the Hero' field - er, Writer Anon, I mean - won't notice that the 'universe stay stable around this one guy okay please don't open any rifts in space and time around him that could potentially drop him off near the Heroes' field we put in place has just been completely erased until he wakes up..."

Emily walks towards the Autobot ship, looking rather exhausted.

Well, she's just confirmed that Sari is not anywhere in the city. That tour was rather helpful, really, with that search...too bad it didn't help any.

Elsewhere, on the Hero Planet, a certain jackal Feral walks up to a certain busted limosuine, dropping a bag of car parts at his feet. "Alright, it took me a while, but I found the parts we'll need to fix up the bosses' limo in no time!"

"Including the damage caused by the sudden tree growth?" Horace asks.

Albus holds up a sheet of metal and a blowtorch.

"...That works." Horace nods.

"Say, where is the boss, anyway?" Albus asks.

Horace tilts his head towards a nearby alley. "She's having a bit more trouble with...whatever is in her."