Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-38232361-20190511172838/@comment-28027028-20190730143924

(Correction Needed: I didn't send her to Lich King Noodle's world I sent her to Evil Bob's world. He's still evil just not undead so your castle works still as like an extreme version of Vlad the Impaler's castle. Evil Bob looks like Mick Foley with a bunch of facial scars and eyes that change from amber to red depending on his rage.)

Dawn raised an eyebrow as she watched Scott begin to ravage Nikki. "Oh Harley is going to be pissed Scott are her salsa." She quipped as she laughed the sex drunk Jhala to the TARDIS door where Bryce was about to lock it. "Okay Bryce, you open, I toss the trash out and you close and LOCK it."

Harley rolled her eyes at Ashie, "No it didn't..I know what you can handle and it's a lot more than a flick on the ear.."

Noodle scoffed, "Sure they are! And my real name is Queen Dolphala the Empress of the Ghost Planet." He said sarcastically.

Harley stared daggers at Muffy when she heard the Gremlin call her boy Puddin.

Noodle heard it too and simply stated, "Don't call me that you're not Harley but since you asked. Your new world comes complete with a Noodle just waiting to be rescued from a bioweapon laboratory deep underneath a 'boarding school' for special children. You'll face general racism in the capital city of Halocene which you and Noodle will need to help squash and last but not least a large Cerberus with telekinetic abilities and a huge cybernetic sonic pulse cannon for an arm."

Harley looked a little bit suspiciously at Noodle hearing of the Cerberus but decided to let him continue. "You got it better than that monster thing does though, I sent her to Evil Bob. Evil Bob is a complete psychopath bent on intergalactic conquest. You just have to break some basic brainwashing."

Dawn came back to Nikki after tossing Jhala outside but she forgot the water. She instead tried to restrain her sister's husband from behind by putting him in a big muscle filled bearhug.

Meanwhile in the lair of Evil Bob

Sat before the strange creature with the erection is a man about 5'8 with a beard that shows visible interruptions of growth from scarring. Amber eyes glared down the beast from behind strands of curly messy locks of brown hair. "What are you and how did you get in my throne room?" A voice boomed out from him like his very vocal cords were wired to a surround sound. A gravelly bellow like a crack of thunder put through distortion. "Answer me now..."