Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26120744-20190105205240/@comment-32932951-20190105220808

I mean it would hurt if Green Day didn't have an A in durability. Which he d i d. So for Green Day it was like nothing, a light punch to the shoulder at most. But uhhh Cioccolata's a diffrent story. He was just a normal human crazy doctor with mushroom hair. He crashed into the wall. Shoooooooooooot that's one broken left arm and a fractured lrft shoulder. He won't be using those for a while. Now he knew what to exepect, he should be able to intercept the next rock or projectile with Green Day.

He fumbeled with his right arm for the radio at his waist and spoke into it. "Hey HEY! Secco! Are you there?! I need help IMMEDIATELY! I got it by some giant rock and it broke my arm and something else I think...Hurry! We can't radio in anyone else because the mold would screw them over so im depending on you! And remember to keep the recorder safe at all costs!"

A pretty muffled voice came over the radio, it was kinda hard to hear from all the screaming that was happening below and in the building. "GUUOYYOYYOIYII?!?!!? KEEE KEEE KEEE!" Secco was on his way, knowing his stand he would be there pretty quick to.

He gets up and limps a bit, before going down the stairs again. God that was a lot of stairs, it was a sky scraper after all.