Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26233996-20170630190624/@comment-26268426-20170715232554

Silica returned to normal and got up.

Silica: I don't know, but something about this moonmilk is sour and expired...

Apachite: I am going to ask Bismuth about you. But I am going to count to 3 and you will be gone!

Apachite closes her eyes and begins to count. When she is finished the room is full of Painites.

Painites: DID YOU THINK IT WOULD BE THAT EASY?

Apachite runs out screaming.