Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20170625145424/@comment-26120744-20170627190904

Bec Noir freezes in mid air. Paralyzed.

"You're all so veeeery, powerful." TNK said, doing the cliche slow-clap. "So reality-warping, able to face of against eldritch abominations, insane triangle-demons, countless other evils."

He put on a show of mocking despair. "Oh, what's a petty warlord like myself to do!?"

He laughed evilly. His body was engulfed by a inky black aura.

"For beings so powerful," He said, "You all must be afraid of something. Everyone fears something. And since you are all so powerful, what you fear must be UNSTOPPABLE."

His eyes glowed red.

"And since I control all fear around me....."

His helmet sealed over his face.

"You're all going to die. That is, after all, what you're afraid of."