Board Thread:Other Roleplay/@comment-4998588-20151004224052/@comment-25926749-20151214221649

(IM ALIVE! ALLLLIIIIIVVEEE!)

The two walked, aimless. There wasn't much to do, except scheme the fall of a kingdom. Chef and the red one talked for a small while.

"So earlier...You said inter-dimensional me had died? But how? The praetorian guard of the CC..." Chef said, trailing off in shock.

"Murdered. Remember Xavier? His Maifest clone ripped you to shreds. I was devasted, of course, but me and Jerry moved on.." She says, shrugging. "But now, the Manifest sent me here. One of the dimensions they kept from becoming reality."

"Makes sense. Kinda." He replied, sighing. "That being said...Can you help us take down the AK and RK?"

"Well, I would, but I don't wanna die." She replied firmly. "But I'll try. What do we have left."

"We might have a bomb somewhere within the remains of Sancterium City...Its small, but it can cause damage if aimed right."

"And?"

"Well..Top Chef..."

"THAT thing still exists!?" Linds yelled, stunned.

"SSSHH! They could hear us!"

"Oh...right...Well, let's use that! We have our strategy, then, Mr. Chef."

"I love and hate you, Linds..."