Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20190509204551/@comment-32932951-20190514105650

Risotto is pulled through the portal, landing on his feet with the other black lanterns. The hairs on the neck of his back bristled up, as his face contorted into a rage. Rice man really wanted to lash out with Metallica, but his smarts never left him. Rage never quite left him either...

No, he had to keep his cool. He'd never let his emotions get the best of him. Risotto swished his head to the person in the nearest proximity to him. It was uh Foxglove.

"Where, where is he. Where is 02, the one that brought us here."

Risotto's somewhat bloodlusted face had reverted back to a calm, neutral poker face in a matter of seconds. Easy to tell that he wasn't the only one taken here against his will judging by the expressions of everyone else.

The green ring was only 2 meters from Diavolo...