Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30744559-20190101094504/@comment-26892768-20190106185652

And then 682 finds something...off. As soon as it's done talking, it finds that it can't open it's mouth, and...are those...puncture wounds?

But while 682 can't see what's going on, anyone who can see Stands can see what's going on - 682's mouth has been sewn shut by some kind of string. And if it managed to sew his mouth shut that quickly...damn; that's some fast string.

"Will you ''shut up?" ''The woman with dark blue and green hair who got portalled in earlier walks forward, looking rather annoyed. "It's harder for me to figure out what the hell's going on with you being so noisy. So, here's what I have to say..."

She points dramatically at 682. "Leave now, or you're getting a beating you'll never forget."

And then the gun is snatched by some webbing.

"Didn't learn from last time, did you?" Miles asks, twirling the gun around with one finger.