Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26826553-20160420125318/@comment-26826553-20160606061438

(The storm grows stronger. Near Shockwave, the sound of a million screeches is heard. If he doesn't move out, a wave of Xenochompers will crush him & the house.)

Carrie: I hope you're up for the job, Ellise. We're doing this to end an apocalypse. Hope you come back alive, & maybe we could grab some fries by a snack bar & laugh this whole matter over.

Ewen: Wait, wait, wait, wait...Hear that?

Marcus: It's a supertyphoon.

Dark: What? But isn't it the time this planet is roasting under a hot sun?

Marcus: This planet is wrecked by global warming. Typhoons bloom where & when they ain't supposed to bloom.

Dark: Oh...your planet is so f**king...EPIC! I'm a rain person. You know what, doesn't really rain that much on Yautja Prime...

Carrie: Well try f**king the air with CFCs...Ellise, you sure you can handle this?