Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30700719-20170313134600/@comment-30700719-20170529013015

"Oh, trust me. As long as your ground units manage to catch them, they'll be fine. Don't you have any faith in your troops, General?" I flick the Baphomet's nose, then grab the joystick and flick the Rauser's nose, to shake her off. "You know what? Fine. Even though it's THEIR fault they followed me to this altitude, I'll help them out a bit. Only a little bit." I roll sharply and pitch hard, sending the Rauser into a dive. As I shoot past Lilith and Yūmi (I actually noticed the āccent, by the way), I yell, "You guys just gonna stand there and let some tiny magicians do all the work for you?" The Rauser keeps shorting downwards, and as the first Witch gets closer, I lean out the window. Getting a face full of high-velocity air, I raise my arm and grab the Witch. I do a sort of tossing movement to the Baphomet-"Here ya go! Catch!"-and move on to the next one. By about 1km up, I've collected most of the unconscious Witches, and by collected, I mean form a giant chain of lolis, hanging off the fuselage, connected by one goat-girl with about ten different feelings raging about inside her. I grab the last one and yank upwards on the joystick. "Hang on, this might just make you black out!" The Rauser pitches up in the nick of time; any lower and the 'chain' would have slammed into the ground, which would be worse than just falling. I yaw slightly, lining up with a nearby lake. "If you've fallen asleep back there, get ready to wake uuuuuuuuup!!!" The tip of the 'chain' hits the water, and the water resistance makes the Baphomet go flying off the Rauser. Checking my six, I watch as a good hotel's worth of bodies hit the water, followed by a mix of noises. A terrible thought strikes me; what if they can't swim? The notion gets fucked up the arse when a couple Sahuagin bob on the surface. "Well, in the period of...twenty hours, I've fired upon magical flak cannons, been chased by an entire camp of lolis, proceeded to get the lolis off my tail, the save them from death."  "Too right, my friend. Too right." I sigh as I fly over a vast expanse of green foliage. "Hmm. Wait a second. What happened to those Corsair drones, back at the Rally To Arms?"


 * meanwhile

A Sea Bishop and her husband rise to the surface of the water, staring up at they sky. Suddenly, they get absolutely peltered with spray, as three giggling females zoom across the surface of the water.


 * current scenario

I pitch up, performing an Immelmann manoeuvre, and roll over to normal flight. Lilith and Yūmi catch my eye. "ICARUS, patch me into their radio signals. I don't need to intercept their communications, just get a word across to them."  "Oi! You two! I know what you want to do to me. Well, I think I know. You want to tie me down and straddle me hard. You want to hug my cock with your mouth and suck every last drop out of me. You want me to bend you over and thrust deep inside of you. You want me so bad, don'tcha? Well, do you know what I think?" I pause for dramatic effect. "You can go suck on a curtain, for all the fucks I give."

ICARUS nocks an arrow and fires, than morphs the bow back into the scimitar, his blade almost right behind the arrow.  He lashes out, then suddenly steps back.  He twirls his scimitar and raises it above his head, preparing for an attack. With his free hand, he beckons Siri forward.