Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-27101994-20170116023957/@comment-27873981-20170119224919

Chemist: The Golden Disk gives a vision of the future. One future, anyway. *shows an image of the mountain* My dear Fisherman, if you please.

Fisherman: YOU PRESUME TO ORDER ME?! *goes into his Transmetal crab-tank form and blasts the mountain, changing the image to a destroyed mountain*