Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32932951-20190225031959/@comment-32932951-20190226020048

Cioccolata and Secco are still deep underground. They couldn't discount the possiblity that there faces and appearences were broadcasted over the radio and TV. Other problems had to be taken into consideration to. Was the dragon still chasing them? Could another one be coming after them? Is there something worse then a dragon searching for them? They had no idea, so they stayed underground.

Sure he could start up another mold plauge with Green Day and probably get away with it since he's fairly deep underground.

"Ya know what Secco? What if. If if if if if if if if if if if iiiiiif. We just did the whole thing alllllllllllllllll over again. That's double the cataclysm! Double the suffering! Double the pain! We're underground this time and the range of 50 meters remains the same when someone lowers there altitude, but its range can extend infinitley if it spreads like it did the last time! KEAHAHAHAHAAH! I'll have have enough footage to last me a life time!"

Cioccolata rubbed his hands together.

"And the best part? A bunch of powerful people got in a ship and are taking off any minute now! This is a perfect storm! The stars have alligned in my favor! Our favor! We get to sit back and relax while Green Day does all the work to the boot! It pains me that I can't go and see 'true happiness' up close live but, we can get someone to hack the cameras and transfer the footage to my computer! As soon as we get intel from someone that the ship leaves, we'll wait a couple of minutes then do it all over again. I'm getting so giddy just by thinking about what's about to happen!"

Instead of making some kind of neanderthal noise, Secco acutally said something. Only to himself to hear however.

"ʸᵉᵃʰ, ᵗʳʸ ⁱᵗ ᵃᵍᵃⁱⁿ ᵃⁿᵈ ˢᵉᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵃᵗᵗᵉⁿᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᶜᵒᵐᵉˢ ᵒᵘʳ ʷᵃʸ ᵈᵘᵐᵇᵃˢˢ..."