Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25547106-20160330002309/@comment-25547106-20160401221934

Armstrong would have responded, but he was far too busy performing his ritual to speak. Again and again, he repeats the incantation, his voice growing more forceful with each repetition until he finally shouts the incantation one last time, bringing forth a dome of pure force around all of them. The air within was a pleasant temperature and the smell of bloodshed no longer tortured their nostrils. "Pull out your sleeping bags, my friends; we're camping tonight!" he says with a chuckle. "Oh, and an excellent alternative to pranking people would be to simply tell them no and then teleport away, my friend."