Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30700719-20170313134600/@comment-24026095-20170329233435

The amazonesses see the chain get electrocuted and repel it with a blast of their own demonic energy. The chains break off and fall into the water.

The amazoness leader sighs and pulls out her broadsword. &lsquo;Fine, we'll do this the hard way. Sisters, go for the ship, mount it – er, get on it, and knock down anything you find. Join the ogres and onis in breaking down any door or obstacle you find.&rsquo;

The ogres and onis leap over patches of seaweed and keep heading for the ship, chanting war cries. The lead ogre and blue oni bring their kanabōs down on the surface of the water again, and a second tsunami crashes into the visible side of the sub again

Claire gasps as two red dots appear on her PDA screen, headed towards the &lsquo;city of monsters&rsquo; headed for the ship. &lsquo;What the hell are those?&rsquo;

Siri turns her head and gazes dispassionately at the speeding torpedoes.

Claire sends a few commands on her PDA and nods. [They're moving very fast. Maybe they can be stopped or intercepted, and I'm sure they're not friendly, but – ]

At that moment, the dark matter swirls round and round, spreading all over the ocean and corrupting whatever it comes across into a lewd, lustful mamono. The mamono already present, like the mershark, start screaming in orgasmic pleasure and ejaculating right where they are non-stop. It keeps heading towards the Trieste, swallowing up whatever detritus it finds and causing several elementals like doromes and gnomes to emerge from the sea silt. They join the army heading for the sub. A few dark matter elementals emerge from the high concentration of DE in the water, and start heading for the submarine. The dark elves' leader lets out a screech as she squirts her pleasure all over the boat, releasing a shockingly large amount of energy as well. Her followers join her as well in a collective orgasmic bliss. Some of them collapse with their asses on the ground and cum all over their sisters. Others keep standing and grab the nearest object they can find as they orgasm. The rest lean backwards and point their pussies at the sky, screaming and crying their lungs out as they practically rain juices all over the boat. The large blob of dark matter formed by their lust rises into the air, and charges towards the torpedoes at the speed of light. It might or might not blow up on contact, it could absorb the missiles, or the missiles could detonate and send it away. But whatever the result, it would be huge, like some men would be on watching the dark elves' little fingering session.