Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30700719-20170313134600/@comment-24026095-20170331043439

Claire stares at the info on her screen from Siri. [He can seriously use DE to power his ship? Well, anything can be overloaded, whether a Regeneator's core, a Bubble Shield's generator, or a Power Drain's source. Siri, start dropping Power Drains on his ship to slow him down. And keep those sea mamono behind the Deployable Covers. Set up Stationary Shield Generators everywhere, over water and underwater so that they'll be protected from those damn missiles which keep blowing up on my Bubble Shields.] She flicks her wrist and a blue shield appears in front of her, blocking all the torpedoes flying into her face. [Dammit, he must really hate me to deploy these many Corsairs. What the fuck do I do apart from dreaming of fucking him?]

Siri blocks a set of torpedoes zooming at her breasts and pussy with a shield made out of her defensive coding, and then lets a few more missiles fly through her shimmering body. She summons billions of Power Drains from midair, and directs them to fall into the water over the Trieste so that they should reach it in minutes.

The amazonesses, ogres, and onis with Hardlight Shields jog to the front of the group and hold up their shields. The mamono at the sides and back hold up their own shields and protect the entire group as a whole from all directions as they advance quickly but carefully to the ship. Their scuba gear is packed and ready. Claire starts dropping more sets of Hardlight Shields they can use to protect themselves from above, and the mamono start activating them upon catching the equipment.

The merrows, mermaids, and sea bishops begin darting from one Deployable Cover to another, occasionally pausing behind Stationary Shield Generators to dodge one set of missiles which blows up against them. They swim as quickly as possible to the next one, making quicker progress than the land mamono for now. However, their numbers keep thinning out since they come across lost or shipwrecked human men and kidnap them, realising that one penis in hand is better than fifty at the male escort club.

The dark elves decide they've had enough of generating dark matter and strip off their leather tank tops, showing their beautiful nude bodies. They take a header into the water completely naked, attaching their diving equipment to their mouths. Even a washed up little shotacon who is floating in the sea will do for a snack.

Siri rolls her eyes.

Claire almost falls into the water. [What's going to blow? Who will I blow? Who's gonna blow on my aching little clit?]

Siri facepalms, her bouncy tits jiggling as she leans forward and her thighs clenching together to hide her wet slit.

[Oh, goody, do I get to fight his &lsquo;sword&rsquo; and take it away to belong to me and me only?]

The mersharks get tired of lap dancing around the ship and find an incline leading towards the stern. They start swimming up to get inside.