Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28144855-20180510173057/@comment-27950421-20180627021845

I look at Aro, "What? End story time because we're busy and then immediately say that we're gonna go do stuff that isn't work? Psh, we can walk and talk ya dork. I swear you destruction gods.. At least you're not as bad as Beerus."

I turn to Sailor Jupiter in a conspiratorial manner despite that fact that I'm talking loudly enough for everyone else to hear, "That guy needs to blow himself up every morning because his total lack of situational awareness makes normal alarm clocks useless, the lazy bum."

I hop off the stage which disappears into a flock rhamphorhynchus who fly off into the distance, "Now story time, where should I start..."

I wave a hand dismissively before suddenly shifting into the form of cantankerous old coot, "Aw screw it. We'll start at the beginning. So about 310, 315 million years ago, the world was fuckin shit hole. I mean, when I was your age, we had to walk to school, 20 miles to school, up hill, both ways, through giant nasy ass swamps full of giant carnivorous toads and bugs. Or we would have if we had a school back then. Unfortunately we didn't have the luxuries you kids take for granted. Things like love and friendship and parenthood and warmbloodedness... none of that had been invented yet. You kids don't know how good you got it..."

Ancala sighs, "This might take a while..."