Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30225761-20170220075001/@comment-30700719-20170304013832

I touch down next to Curly and Jura, the Luftstriker Units dematerialising into air. "Well, Godzilla recued Santa and Chako, so everyone's headed back here. They should be here soon, about a max of five minutes." I bring my wrist to my face and check my PDA. "ICARUS, put a good song on. Something fast and peppy. I want a great song for dodging slammy-whammers on board a rocket-powered elevator." 