Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31913114-20171004115056/@comment-30559258-20171215155248

"Um... are you okay?" Hivy anxiously asked the hell-hound. She wasn't good in tense situations, but she really wanted to help the ghoulebrity. She then turned to look at the mechanical manster, who hadn't moved since the initial collision. She hoped he was all right as well.

This first day of Fleshman Year was going just buzzingly well.