TK RP thread 443

[Dat Basitin]

*Tyrus's happy glow seems to vanish and the color leaves his eyes. His body turns solid and is no longer floating upon the table. Various wounds and scars appear on him his head is stitched to his neck. The body is cold and pale.*

*DB* {Ok, so we get rid of the bomb and no god's arm needs to be used. We have to try.}