Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20190911160611/@comment-30465368-20190914180906

The gang of floaty hands people is being followed by Orisa. She really wants to know where she is, and is hoping that they, or anybody in the group they’re approaching, have answers.

Another portal opens up around Troupple Pond, and flying out of it is a green corpse of some kind, followed by a glowing white figure. The green one lands flat on his face, although doesn’t seem to care, while the glowing one sticks the landing.

The glowing one looks over at the now-gone portal, before looking over at the green one. ”Get up, Sloth.” He said, kicking them on the side of the head. The green one, Sloth, does reply, but their voice is too muffled to make anything out. Despite that, the glowing one, Pride, completely understands what he’s saying. “I don’t care, you can be worthless later. Right now, we have a situation.” Sloth just mumbles again. ”Maybe if you were to get up, you could see.” And with that, Sloth groans, before lazily getting up and looking around. ”... Oh...”