Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30700719-20170313134600/@comment-24026095-20170330160314

The mersharks keep banging away and yelling threats of leaving TJK's balls sore and drained if he ignores them. Which he is. They make unreasonably rude flip the bird gestures at him, and the lead mershark actually holds up her index finger and starts thrusting it into the hole formed by  curling the fingers of her other hand. How rude – and arousing.

Claire makes gestures in a complicated mamono sign language to the dark matter, involving a lot of V signs (with palms facing inward), A-OK signals, hand vagina signs, and fig gestures. It speeds towards the drones, intending to absorb and bulk up with the power of the Corsairs and the missiles they are carrying.

The golems and dorome surround the Seamoths and grab them (thinking they have men inside), screaming, &lsquo;MAAAAAAAN!!!!! MAAAAAAAAN!!!!!&rsquo; Some of them are carried along by the Seamoths since they weren't numerous enough to stop it, and they keep hanging on the underside, howling, &lsquo;NOOOOO RIDING BIKE, HUSBAND!!!!! PLEASE RIDE UUUUUS FIIIIIIRST!!!!!!!!&rsquo; The rest manage to grow and multiply in number to pause the Seamoths, at least temporarily, and start whacking away at its Plexiglas and Kevlar builds with giant Hammerfist-like appendages, shouting, &lsquo;COME ON OUT AND CUM WITH US, HUSBAAAAAAND!!!!!&rsquo;

Claire nods. [Thanks, Siri, you're the ... AI? Whatever. Start generating as many Hardlight Shields and Bubble Shields as you can. And put as many Deployable Covers and Stationary Shield Generators as you can. I'll be tossing out what equipment I have to the land mamono over there.]

Claire yells out, &lsquo;INCOMING VORTEX TORPEDOES!!!! PROTECT YOURSELF BEFORE YOU GET SUCKED INTO A WHIRLPOOL!!!!&rsquo; She begins tossing out Bubble and Hardlight Shields by the thousands to the amazonesses, ogres, and onis. They grab whatever they can and activate them, preparing for the torpedoes to make contact.

Siri floats over the water and generates Deployable Covers and Stationary Shield Generators in front of the schools of nereids, merrows, mermaids and sea bishops. They look back at her, confused. Siri points to the incoming torpedoes, the only hint being a slight disturbance in the water and the slight white trail behind it. The mamono nod and jostle for protection behind cover. All that is remaining is the impact.

Claire blinks as a thought strikes her. [Wait, if they can't see them, maybe they can't be hit. I'll start giving them these, too.] She begins tossing out active camos by the hundred overboard, telling the land mamono to grab some of these babies and see how cool it is to have invisible sex.

Siri raises her slender arms and perform an equipment summoning spell, making hundreds of thousands of active camos rain from the sky and hit the water.

The seafaring mamono coo and gasp at the thought of having ninja buttsex with anyone they want as they grab the camos, holding them like they're dicks.