Board Thread:ROLEPLAY/@comment-34100315-20190112030639/@comment-34100315-20190115193602

Tinker turns around, having been talking into a grape with a speaker on it. " Oh, so you want to boot me off this ride? Silly, silly you. "

He waves his hand, and suddenly a beam made from fire, electricity and water shoots out of it. The beam splits into three seperate beams, which aim for one of the three "taros" who yelled at him. He continued to talk into his speaker grape, seeming to be in a conversation with somebody not in the room.

" So, let me make a deal. You can join my cult, Ouroboros' Tail. You'll get all sorts of things... luxuries, comedy, and soon enough, power. All you need to do, is to not betray my trust! Meet me at... "

He snapped his fingers, and he suddenly teleported out of the train and into an apartment.

" New York City. "