Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25218347-20180316230348/@comment-26892768-20180318020110

(what is this)

(Gold's finally doing something on FC for once)

(...well, good for him.)

Avian Narrator stretches. "...you know, I may as well do something for..."

He pauses when he sees the screen he was on previously. Eyebrows raised, he looks through the screens showing his various characters, and...

"Well, fuck, the plot moved along without me." Avian notes.

Mayapple had, after a mutual cling of fear with Femjora, done the logical thing and ran for the ship with her new companion...except that doesn't seem like an option with the rip and whatever the hell that thing is.

"Oh..." Mayapple takes a step back, looking at the rip nervously.

She doesn't notice nine silver medals fall behind her from a portal, or the medals that follow...or the fact that they've started forming a massive body.

Elsewhere on the Hero Planet, nine blue medals, followed by many others, fall to the ground from a portal. They themselves form a body as well, this one being a slimmer, although still tall, feminine figure...

Mezool gasps as she reforms entirely.

And...

''Colors. Actual sound - even if it is ambience.''

Not only has she been revived from the dead, she's been revived from the dead in her complete form.

Mezool would cry tears of joy if she could.

And as if to make her day even better, she immediately picks up on an intense desire.

A very intense one.

Close to that of the King's...and he practically defined greed, even more than the Greeed themselves. And she probably does need some Cell Medals...although whoever has this much desire is probably going to screw someone over when her Yummy inevitably cause them to indulge their desire to an obsessive degree...eh, not her problem.

She turns into a cloud of Cell Medals and heads for the source of the desire - a certain dragon reality warper, to be specific.

Dimentio had waited until the Director and her guard had gone away, and then ordered his forces to get Ballister's body.

Now, back in their "base" of Ultra Space, the group is now back with Ballister's body.

Barakkas is currently...for lack of a better word, meditating.

Trying to, anyway.

Hard to do due to how freaking huge he is and his own temper. Sure, he can be mellow, but even mellow, he can get mad pretty quickly.

Not good for concentration.