Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31401828-20170602122803/@comment-30700719-20170726013645

(Could I have a brief description of Justine and Caroline? I haven't gone back through this RP and part 1 for descriptions.)

I smiled widely. "Oh, its much more than a communicator. This is my PDA, capable of remotely piloting aircraft, detecting poisonous, lust-inducing, or other hazardous matter, and even rearranging the molecular structure of nearly anything! Watch!" I twist my wrist a little bit more, and two small, blue laser beams shoot out of its surface, where the clock face would be. It connects with the strap holding down my left arm, and fabricates the tough leather strap into paper. I easily break the paper strap. "It can even be used on air!" I undid the strap holding my right arm, then raised my PDA into the air. It shot out two blue beams, which intersected on the tabletop. In seconds, a perfect model of a Messerschmitt 163 was sitting on the table. "You see? It's pretty cool, ain't it?" I settle back into the chair. With my left hand, I redo the leather strap. Then, I lay my arm back onto the armrests, and fabricate the paper strip into leather. "Oh, also, here's a crucial detail. My PDA is linked with my spinal cord, like an extension of it. This allows me to effectively control it by thought. However, if it is removed, torn away, or my forearm is cut off, that's like slicing through my spinal cord. Okay?" I sit back in my seat, somewhat bored. My ignorant, inferior masculine mind is currently occupied with the thought of food.