Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28144855-20180510173057/@comment-27950421-20180701231517

My old coot ramblings, now about midway through the permian by this point, are interrupted by the explosion. I raise a cane and wave at the now invisible thing with all the menace an angry old fart can muster, "Hey you dang kids! Get off my planet!"

Ancala sighs with disdain before looking to Aro, "I suppose this is the annoyance that was to be expected..."

By this time I'm already on top of the wreckage, tossing aside flaming debris as if they were leaves and pulling survivors out of the wreckage, still in my crochety old coot form.

As I lay the first one on the ground a safe distance from the wreckage I yell to Usagi, "Hey missy, you got them moon healing lasers! Start usin 'em."


 * meanwhile on the nearby roof tops

The tentacled horror compresses itself down into its human form and watches the carnage from the roof tops. It's fat slovenly form adjustes a pair of thick glasses as it looks down at the group, 'Seams like events are moving foreward now...'

His beady eyes dart towards Usagi, 'I still want that one but...'

He glares at me, 'His interest will be held for longer now...'

He slinks into the shadows again, 'I'll just wait this out. With any luck the new comer will be strong enough to wear the lizard down. Then I can just kill the bastard while he's weak...'