Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30700719-20170313134600/@comment-24026095-20170529233625

((Fine, it's not too late to change where the Sea Bishops are, really.))

The Baphomet flies past the Rauser, and turns around in midair, but she's moving too fast. She swings the hammer around, squealing in anger, and points it at the vehicle. &lsquo;STAAAAAWWWWWWPPPPP!!!!!&rsquo;

Lilith and Yūmi swing in and out of the hailstorm of bullets, Hardlight Shields appearing in front of them and the Armour Lock powerup ready in their hands.

Yūmi blinks. &lsquo;He's really getting into the spirit of things.&rsquo;

Lilith deflects some bullets to the sides, and draws her legs up to avoid those directed at her feet. &lsquo;He's experiencing   dementia praecox. Isn't this awesome? He'll fight dangerously now! &rsquo;

Siri turns around again and shoves her buttocks in his face once more. She takes one hand away from her ass and starts groping between her legs to find her wet, exposed slit, long trails of sticky, moist fluids with a surprisingly pleasant, fruity scent hanging out of both her lips, stretching to the floor like stalactites.