Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20140924011706/@comment-25601775-20141003043602

The armadillo grunted, frustrated. He tries to pull the arm away, from the swallow before the idea of threatening him came to mind.

"Let go or the princess gets smushed." He commanded, the robot's grip tightening. Yin made an expression of discomfort yet still found the energy to snap back at him.

"I have a name!"