Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28928032-20171214014806/@comment-28928032-20171217223210

In a void of white, two being are conversing, one a god, and one that is almost dead, one a being with knowladge on the workings of there muiltiverse, one who accidently created the first sniper rifle while trying to forge a sword, one who is a formless being, taking many forms througthout it's infinate digital lifespan, and one, witch is stuck looking like the moon from Majoras Mask.

"Listien Moon, for over 4 and a half Billion years you have remained almost undamigable, youve taken direct hits from Nuclear Weopons, been blasted with planetary level weopons, and even survived the extinton of the dinosaurs, and you don't find it the least bit suspicous that after all of this time just NOW have you taken any seirous damage, let alone get your arm broken off AND your eye shot out?"

"Nu, I due nut"

"And that is?"

"Becuz et furzt I wuz, bit den I rimembur my used to be hommie Cyborg With The Moon From a Majoras Mask With A Head alzo git damajed win faling frum spaise aftur I snieped hiz azz chanjing hiz dirrection cauzing hem to fall intue da valcano, after I lurned his nube azz joened Team Valor en Pokemon Go"

"True, but that valcano had a Anti-Matter generater witch exploded because a pigeon flew in it just 2 mili secounds before he fell into it."

"Hmmm. Dat iz true"