Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28530195-20160812021946/@comment-26517142-20160815025900

Shie: CIRE HOMINAC! (prepares to jump after him)

Mikee: NOI!! YOU CAN'T SHIE!

Shie: WHy do you stop me, Keckim Mouse?? He is my lover!

Mikee: REMEMBER! That river.. eats away at the living! You'll die!

What they don't know.. was that Cire was floating down....

down...

down....

Ethereal, misshapen Ghosts appear and drag him away.

"He is the first to enter the Mireur."

"Then, let's give him a memorable trip..."

Cire awakens, sputtering water.

He was.... not in the Naether anymore.

The rapids work away at the ship, tipping it side by side. As the smoke clears, an assortment of Naether Mamono emerge, their bodies tattoed with the Mark of The Zalgone.

Charon: OH crud.

Medea: GET THEM !!! GET THEM!!!