Board Thread:AMAs/@comment-5156795-20150709165640/@comment-31319780-20150817015506

Tempo: *raises his hands to his chest, summoning a sphere of crackling TV static in between his palms. he suddenly pulls his hands back, releasing the sphere of static. it drops into the ground, where it shapes into a Squeaker-sized monochromatic tadpole, with a torso of flesh and bone but a tail made from the same odd white energy as Tempo's wings - one of his Noise*

Tadpole Noise: *gives a squeaky croak and flops around*

Tempo: I think I can take him. *puts on shades* B|