Maximus laid there, limp and lifeless. His ice sword fell out of his hand and disintegrated.
Piranicon and posiedon drag him and bombor away, before teleporting
Grodius looked around. He was alone, with the mask.
“SO WHAT SHOULD I SUPPOSE TO DO NOW?!”
OOC: Really.
OOC: Well you’re not alone. There’s still Direwolf, and you have a big ship above you, ripe for the taking. That and @Ace had some plans.
Gronius took Dire and flew to the ship.
“Let’s clean it by all this fish.”
OOC: I need to go. @Traykar, in case they continue, don’t take the mask!
“Who are you again?”
OOC: Just ignore him. He doesn’t belong here and the post will be removed eventually, just like before.
OOC: I will have you know that I was one of the ring leaders of the Self Moc Actual Roleplay, codename, SMARP, where all the kool kids hung out
OOC: But this isn’t SMRP.
Hey @Joey_Reviews since you aren’t part of this RP, I ask that you refrain from posting in here.
Thanks.
– Waj
OOC: Alright. I think now is as good a time as any to make this announcement. Tomorrow I am leaving for a scout camping trip for the weekend. While I am gone, I’m leaving @Ace completely in charge of the RP.
OOC: Gosh.
IC: Gronius finished to clean this ship and, because most of the combiners where dead/defeated (not pretty sure…) decided to own the ship.
“This is my ship now! It need a name! I will name it Onyx! I wonder if Onyx have it’s own AI like Maximus’s ship…”
“ahem,” said half shell from behind.
“Oh… Where did you came from?”
“this ship is ours,” he said as the pirate seacons stepped out
“I see only you.”
“…are you okay?” He asked confused as he gestured to the others
OOC: Sorry, the whole made puzzled me, because. I thought everybody is dead/transported.
IC: Ughhhhh…
“anyway, why are you on my ship?”
“Because… Because… I want you guys to help?”