Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28358106-20170625033737/@comment-28358106-20170701013336

(Hound) Cyndwella wiggles in her imaginary seat as she floats in the air. "Oh, you know what's going to happen! Every drooling, club-swinging mook with a chip on his shoulder is going to hear that 'THUH DESTROYUH'" she rolls her eyes and does quotation fingers, "Is back in business, and they won't stop seeking you out!" She furrows her brow and pouts at him. "Tell me you aren't going to get caught up in all that crap, or you can bet I'll schmoop you until the end of time!" She sticks her lower lip out.