*Scrambles around franticly*
Have you seen my right arm anywhere? huh? Please, help me D:
*Runs to the counter and makes so hot chocolate*
AshPox!
*Run-Jump-Hugs*
...
You really shouldn't eat plastic D:
And that is hard to repair!
*Swipes the arm back from Rainboq*
and thanks, KitsunetheFox
*Takes the mythril arm as a spare*
No problem dude. I could make an Adamantine one as well, but it would be a lot less flexible. Although it would be very good for the smashings.
*Pats on the back and gets ready to be pounced on*
I know you're there Rain. My gut tells me you're there.
ACTIVATING HOLOCAGE!
*Traps Rain in a glowing cage reminiscent of the D&D spell "Forcecage"*
Sorry Rain, but I'm getting a wee bit tired of getting pounced on.
*Snuggles through the bars*
I don't mind sitting here though.
@Rainboq: Please... have mercy... please, Rain...
*Re-attaches normal-fake right arm*
Please, I've done nothing wrong...
*Whacks Rain with the Mythril spare arm, then runs*
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