Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160407172439/@comment-26852465-20160428173902

As Dreadnought grabbed one of the tentacles, it made a small, chiming sound; not unlike one that traces his fingers along a glass of water. As he grabbed the other one, it made another chiming sound. Lyle carefully approached.. inspecting it carefully. With hesitance in his hands, he took a hold of another tentacle. It also made a chiming sound. There were five other tentacles, now. What would happen if...?

Lyle grabbed another tentacle, it made another chiming sound. four tentacles left to be grabbed.

"We... we need two other sets of arms!" Lyle was onto something. "I'm thinking...! Maybe if eight arms grab these tentacles, something will happen!" Maybe he was onto something. His eyes were wide with alarm and curiosity.

Mel, shrugging and deciding to play along, leapt up and took a hold of two more tentacles, both making a chiming sound. Now there were just two.. for Sir Trivalti.