Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-35000153-20180614210314/@comment-30700719-20180712001813

They both hear an audible roaring noise coming from outside. It grows louder and louder, and another sound comes: the noise of something whistling, as if falling from a great height. The whistling noise proceeds to get louder, until a large cylinder of solid metal ruptures the ceiling and keeps going. TJK floats down through the hole, surrounded by lime-green magic. "Oh hey guys! Good thing this place wasn't a Sabbath fort, eh?"