Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20190117013150/@comment-13488655-20190524071913

(Thank god. o.o I don't think almost anyone even celebrated the last May 4th thanks to Disney.)

It was a pleasant sight to see, from being a stressed out teacher to a honey badger relaxing with her daughter on the sofa, Ranna had truely started to appear less stressed since she quit her job at Beacon. And Jetta couldn't look more satisfied than she was now, sleeping in her mother's arms.

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Meanwhile, Tyrian was still in the virtual world, running across a stone road while carrying an unconscious Wolfe slung over her shoulder, leaping side to side to dodge screming tendrils that were bursting out of the ground. THe hare then quickly with one hand took out of her pocket tow retracted arrows, one ice and one with gravity dust, using her own hand to slam them through the next tendril that tried to skewer her. The resulting explosion started to freeze the eldrich horror underground while the gravity well started to suck in the pieces, making the creature implode while it froze and Tyrian made it to a small warehouse,

So far clear of any and all foes. Still, she then placed Wolfe down and began to open fire on any and all paintings that she saw, burning them with her arrows to avoid any and all unwanted surprises.

"Nearly finished here.... Nice big open room. Door still open so location won't change.... Now, Wolfe, Tell me things only you know about me, just so I can make sure you're the real Wolfe."