Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26826553-20160420125318/@comment-26826553-20160611110053

Terminator: Carrie Myers.

Carrie: Pops?

Terminator: Do what you have to do. Go. Now.

Carrie: Ok...Ewen, let's go! *races off*

//Well, I dunno if DDP (when he returns) would go with this...

(By Primula's house...)

(A Xenochomper breaks through the window. By now, the kids are still in the Level 2 dream, dreaming about being in a minecart in a setting like that of NSMB Wii World 8-7. The Xenochomper, seeing Primula as a good host, decides to drag her to the nest. I don't know if that's actually gonna work out, because a Perfume-shroom Xenochomper doesn't seem to be much good...Fortunately, we'll never know, because an adamantium hyperalloy sword went through the head of the Xenochomper & impaled it to the wall. Fortunately, its acidic juice didn't splatter on Primula, but the gruesome chunks of Xenochomper guts did melt the wall down. Before the house could collapse, an Agave (this is the present Agendave, his existence as Primula's guardian ensured hours earlier) grabs Primula, carries her in one leaf (a flexible Indian sword known as an Aara or Urumi, walks out the door, gets in a random SUV, & drives off.)