Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20160618125909/@comment-26517142-20160619214613

"Whoopsie!!"

Tack was immediately grabbed by the hem of the feathers near her neck. Had it not happened, she would've fallen down a chasm.

"They rigged the place for zero escape chances, hot blooded Basilisk." Nunnaly the Cheshire announced before letting go and chopping a Hanumans face." Settle down or you'll hurt yourself."