Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29739190-20170211134406/@comment-27661770-20170218031132

Iron stood up, and flapped the steel wings. He switched to "Editor" form to assess if that was okay, then reverted.

And stopped dead, jaw hanging agape, at the sight of two of the "Progenitors".

"...JEGUS. FUCKING. CHRUST. This must be some kinda dream or nightmare or something. Did I eat a slime pie?"