Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-27920227-20160928145858/@comment-27920227-20161001035047

The silver Opia picked at swept away as dust on the surface revealing more underneath.

Pose (eyes widened): Dude--I need to take this bridge apart! I could be a trillionare!

Character : Don't worry yourself about him; he is ALSO himself. (Made a grievous of failure concerning Pose then looked at Rukale ahead of them stop walking.)