Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20170824010431/@comment-32908780-20170826211453

Maximillian and Charlotte stood a few feet apart, seemingly anchored on board by their stance. "Alright Charlotte," He yelled over the ocean waves and torrents of ice, "Lets see if our experiment works in the first place! Ignite the pilot!" They both pulled forth small flint strikers, clicking them over the barrels of their weapons. The pilot light beneath them lit. "Take aim, Full pressure, minimum spray!" They fiddled with some knobs and levers, before holding the weapons forward above the rail. "Fire!"

Within minutes, the darkness brought on by the storm was burnt away by the raging glow of fire. For thirty feet, Two jets of burning liquid stained the sky before hitting the ocean. Even as the swells billowed over the now infernal sea, they burned and blazed brightly. Unlike the warm, orange glow of average fire, this particular strand was different. The cardinal blaze bore only a deep crimson, and a flame that rose some ten feet to the sky, disregarding the absurd conditions around it. It was as if a tear into Hell had been created, and from it lept the demons within.

Back on deck, the two screamed and cheered in excitement as they continued to fire bursts and torrents of flame upon the cruel ocean. They had been succesful. They could- They would- protect this expedition with the fires of hell itself.