Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27950421-20160929015414/@comment-27950421-20161007015833

As the good doctor and Neozian King and I descend further underground one of the walls becomes a window, revealing a massive hangar. Within it is a truly Leviathanic machine. A might mechanical serpent rests splayed out across the hangar floor, held in place by giant braces and restraint structures. Swarming across the great machine and around the hangar are dozens of unrealisticly large and overtly affectionate constrictors, toting around various tools, maintaining and adjusting various parts of the machine and hangar.

I motion towards all of it, "That my friends, is Mecha Cuddlezworth."