Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20180926000803/@comment-27344811-20181002162929

And at that moment a manhole is punched from its socket and in an explosionof water, Cazzotto leaps out and slams his fist down, causing cracks.

"Well, this was... well, not very expected. What we dealing with right now? Sound? Music?" PistolCase, on his shoulder, pauses and then clicks. "Radio? There's a Radio memory? Well, that's... new. And here I thought the Seagull one was weird. Guess there really are a bunch of wacky ones, huh?"

He rises from his knee. "Hey! Punk! Shut that racket down!" - Another man watches this from a viewscreen in the warehouse. He's a muscular boye, Japanese like the other one, but he seems to like more American-ish clothes. His shirtless tee even has the American flag on it.

"Mmmmm, what do ya know? The punching guy is here. Ey, boss!" He looks up at the one on the railing. "Do we call our agent?"

"What do you think? YES!" - Keihas takes his phone out of his pocket. "Ah, excuse me." he walks into the bathroom.

Katta jumps away from what's left of the Dopant and towards the other ones. He's still hungry...