Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20190827174844/@comment-37629772-20190919082404

Randy squints his eyes in confusion, knewing full well he heard the songs Jason was describing but couldn't exactly put his finger on how they went due to both his brain being filled with gamma radiation and how long it's been since he heard them.

"West Virginia? Hmmm, West Virginia......"

He looks forwards towards the path the group will be driving down and takes in the landscape around them aswell.

It was a road.....And they were in the country......

"West virginia....Country.....Road!"

eventually, Randy put two and two together, causing him to jump for joy, shaking the top of the drover, all the while doing what he does best, pull some strings on his guitar.

"Oh doggy! That's it! ~Country Road! Take me home! To the place! I belong!~"

He then looks back to Jason with giant widen eyes, filled with nothing but the purest of joy.

"Jason! You oil-bathed, bomb making blessing! That was one of the best pieces of ear art I've ever hard! How could I forge-"

Randy's jaw drops as what little brain cells he had left reminded him about the whole massive revolver comment the gasmasked engineer said to him.

"Oh my lord......Big gun, guns are made of metal, iron is a type of metal, big iron, people put guns on there hips! ~For the stranger there among them had the big iron on his hips! Big Iron on his hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiippppppps~"

Randy jumps off the roof of the armored vehicle, landing right next to Jason's window as he stuck his head out. Randy wrapped an arm around jason's neck and shoulder.

"Jason! You jet-junkie genius! That's two of the world's wonders you've snapped me back to! My only complaint now is I have to choose one over the other!"