Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31401828-20170602122803/@comment-30700719-20170721022938

(alright! I have managed to 'oh, yeah'ed into a RP! Permission requested.)

A fireball slams into one of the engines. "Dammit! Engine three is out!" From freaking NOWHERE, a RPG hits another engine. "Engine four is out! Mayday! Mayday! I should have chosen something a little more agile than this flying bus!" The B-17 begins to spiral downwards, then crashes into the door, effectively sealing it with rubble and debris. I clamber out of he cockpit unscathed and raise my hands in the air. "Well, f*ck. This is not ideal."