Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30700719-20170313134600/@comment-30700719-20170405212525

The audio from the inside of the ship makes a hot flush wash over me. "Holy geez, what are we up against?" says Yellow. "I gotta admit, I thought Doppelgänger Medicine would be a better idea. ICARUS, put Doppelgänger Medicine on the 'ineffective foot combat' list. It may work better if there's a squadron of Rausers, instead of a squad of pilots." My fists clench involuntarily, and I swipe at my forehead. "ICARUS, what does the Encyclopedia say about Doppelgänger Medicine?"  I bury my face in my palms, and shake my head. "So this was not a good idea?"  A wave of...something washes through the ship. I hit the floor, and I can hear Red and Yellow drop down as well. This feeling, it's...it's unbearable. Is this what monsters feel like? It's amazing how they can walk around like this, let alone chase a massive submarine at night. "Oh, god..." Red mutters. I can barely think, and I'm getting a tug in my pants. "I...I won't go down...go down like this..." I strain my muscles to pull myself to my feet. Red and Yellow manage to get on their feet as well. "ICARUS, monitor DE levels. Get me info on whatever the hell was that!"  I charge my Power Attack, and my doppelgängers do the same. We all release the attack, three walls of flame shooting forward, then dissipating. "ICARUS, see if you can stop Siri from doing that shockwave-thingy again." says Red.  I look around at the stars, then down at my hands. The feeling of lust still lingers, subtly but still powerful. "Okay."