Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30700719-20170616114550/@comment-30700719-20170624193230

"Alright, this is actually kinda fun! I oughta design some kind of flying open-cockpit thing."  "There are biplanes that have cockpit canopies, you know. I was talking about a really open-cockpit. As in, a bike or something." I shoot off a bump, landing perfectly on the slope of a second bump. "Just yell if it hurts, okay?" I shake my head. "Sometimes, Jan, you're a real genius." I raise a hand to smack my face into it, but a sudden turn comes up and I quickly replace it on the handlebars. "What's our position to the Manta?"  A shout grabs my attention. An Order soldier raises his crossbow and fires. His comrades wise up and do the same. "Addiction, try and snipe those-oh. Your rifle's broken. Take this revolver. It's loaded with shotgun shells, so just point and shoot. It's got a little kick to it." With one hand, I pass him my Raging Judge. The crossbow bolts keep whizzing after us, and the forest on either side of the road suddenly thickens. "I can't swerve off the road! Take them out, before they take us out!"