Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27661770-20180102013914/@comment-27661770-20180105201423

Goldeaglefire1 wrote: Opposition Twilight silently follows John.

Avak...is not bothering to struggle. He figures that if Makuta of all people needs him for something, he should just roll with it.

Emily looks between the two Dinobots, unable to offer anything but a shrug.

Sari is...recovering. Slowly.

Matrisse is working on her soon-to-be new form.

Meanwhile, while all of this is happening, the Toa Kateman are seated at a table, drinking coffee and generally being utterly exhausted. They helped defend the city from the void - well, it was only a few hours ago, but it felt much longer - and they are just out of energy.

Hinga slowly sips a cup of coffee. "It's been a long day, hasn't it?" John continues with his story.

"So, to keep things simply, people died, usual war shit. Oppression was still a thing. Now here's where it gets interesting."

He begins to cart the wheelbarrow.

"About... was it five years back/ I think it was. But about that time, we were preparing for what would be the penultimate strike. And then, out of nowhere, I see... A thing. It's got one arm, bright teal eyes, and it's generally getting shot at by everything and killing everything. And so, when it finally stops, I just walk up to it. And it points at me and asks "Do you lead these guys? If so can you get them off my ass?" And... well, I did. If I'd had said no, reality as a whole might not even be a thing. You know, it's funny. You go around thinking this is all there is to reality, and some day someone from another reality recruits you for a resistance movement against an oppressor you never even heard the name of."