Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30744559-20190306173109/@comment-32932951-20190307234503

At first Johnny was confused. Wasn't facing the new comer at all, didn't even hear him. Way too focused on one thing, shut out the rest of the world. Bad cripple habits™.

"Hey just who the hell do you think you are?! Put me dow-"

Immediate recognition of the newcomer filled his head. Johnny didn't quite respond, or move for a matter of fact. It's just that he was really shocked! Memories were flooding through his head, memories of the final confrontation at the beach. That place used to be real, but thanks to the phenomenon known as Love Train the entire area of that place had been blown away over the course of an hour. That wasn't enough to wipe the memories from Johnny's mind. But the memories, they don't matter anymore.

All that mattered was the man right infront of him, the man that set him down on the path of becoming a better person. The man that had taught him lessons of power known as the Spin passed down by his own italian ancestors for centuries. The man that became his best and only true friend. The man that made it possible for him to kill the president. The man that made him believe in himself. The man named Gyro Zeppeli.

Johnny's face was flushed with joy, and tears like a waterfall. He never expected to get so emotional the day where he got warped to a place with strangers and people who may or may not be his family. Most of all he NEVER expected him to be here, ever. This was by far the best suprise in his life.