Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27101994-20170116023957/@comment-27873981-20170120003817

BBQ: Archaeologist told us to stay back when there were life forms there. We don't know how he's going.

Archaeologist: *defeats most of the Zombicons, but loses his weapons and is at risk of losing his half-spark-half-soul (he was experimented on by Chemist to have that* permanently* Chemist...

Chemist: Hmm, my ears are burning! Yesss! Why, Archaeologist, what a delightful surprise! Let's see, where are we now? I have the Golden Disk, I have the power to change the future, and the only obstacle in my path to unimaginable glory... is yourself. Exhausted. Damaged beyond recovery. Defeated.

Archaeologist: Not just yet!

Chemist: Ah-ah-ah! *reveals abound protoHeromobian* One more step, and it's raining bits of early anthropoid, yesss. *Archaeologist hesitates* Oh dear, how positively Plaximal of you. You were weakened before you started, Archaeologist. Weakened by compassion.