Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160819220438/@comment-27550231-20160822153307

Nezon's shape slowly starts to loose it's form as I watch the spectacle from a few feet away. "Dad I-"

I start to clap and cheer Nezzy on much to her surprise. The with rejuvenated strength she starts to make a small slime vortex. The many globs of slime that were thrown away start to make their way back to Nezon. My cheering intensifies and soon the vortex subsides to reveal a n eldritch horror. My clapping slows down to a stop and so does my cheering.