Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20190410170538/@comment-27344811-20190413161419

Kingsmoulds open Diavolo's entrance. Neat, landing bay.

Prosciutto monches on fries. "Salty? They're fine, and... please hold." He takes out a cellphone. "Hello, Squalo? Is it done yet?"

Ghiaccio can hear Squalo screaming about things, including "punched my shark". Prosciutto sighs. "Me and Ghiaccio are busy. Your Clash is invincible I the water, is it not> Take care of it." He hangs up. - Clash hits a building and splashes into the water, while Joseph looks around. "What do you know, people can punch stands. You see anything we could use to get our entrance?"