Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30700719-20170313134600/@comment-24026095-20170519143707

((RIP Claire, your perversions will be missed, even Lilith's brain may not be able to create those kinds of double entendres. A moment of perverted jokes for our fallen sister in the Rauser-zone.))

Lilith and Yumi feel a streak of razor wind fly past them and their Rollerblades are blown out of the air. They lose their balance and start hurtling to the ground at g=9.8 m/s2.

Just as they reach a few hundred metres above the ground, they activate their Thruster Packs once again and land among the Sabbath cult.

&lsquo;Who did that?&rsquo; Lilith wonders aloud?

&lsquo;Well – &rsquo; says Yūmi.

A tiny, childish voice speaks up. It's the Baphomet from one of the tents which turned to orange flakes a couple of minutes ago. &lsquo;Um ... are you warriors&rsquo;

Lilith stands up, proudly thrusting her tits out and placing her hands on her hips. &lsquo;Yes! We fight with technology 500 years into the future, and we turn dust to orange dust! In fact –&rsquo;

The baphomet clears her throat. &lsquo;Does it get you sex?&rsquo;

Lilith blushes, folds her arms and rocks back and forth on the balls of her feet. &lsquo;Well, um, ah, not that much. B-but it's fine! After all, the joy of firing a weapon is much more than seeing the firing equivalent of a load of hot cum shoot out of a beautifully hard penis and feel that gunk splatter all over your face, turning it from brown to white in my case, and then experience the ecstasy of it flowing down to your chin, where you can wipe it off before it stains your blouse and then stick it in your mouth, sucking your fingers clean of all that nectar only one half of all species can produce, and, and –&rsquo;

She stops when she realises everyone is staring at her. She looks down to see her hand is under her skirt, rubbing her bare pussy lips in front of all of them. Turning crimson, she takes her hand out, absent-mindedly sucking her juices clean. &lsquo;So-so what did you need?&rsquo;

The baphomet holds up a picture of TJK and the sylph dive bombing them. &lsquo;We were flattened by this man and his plane. He had an air elemental helping him. Do you think you could –&rsquo;

Lilith grabs the baphomet's shoulder and squeezes tight, making her gasp and look up at her wide-eyed. She turns to Yūmi and they exchange grins of pure pleasure ... and evil.

&lsquo;Let's rock,&rsquo; says Lilith. She gestures to the baphomet and the witches squealing in displeasure over their torn and burned clothes to follow them.