Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26380985-20170129041722/@comment-30700719-20170129195810

"Is that a......" I am at a loss of words at this twisting of biology. Hmm....If I take out the Sandworm, there will be a Roper on the loose. If I take out the Roper, there will be a Sandworm on the loose.....

I close my eyes, concentrate, pop up from under a window and throw my knife at the Roper. It severs its nerve system, rendering it dead. The Sandworm controls herself, then looks at me. "You-you saved me," it said. "Hey, hey hey! Wait up a minute! It would literally NEVER work out between us! I'm a pilot! I practically live in the sky!" I yell, dashing through the house and leaping into a different one.