Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30700719-20170313134600/@comment-27950421-20170418140814

(Bored of falling now, really not much else I can do without us landing so... BRACE FOR IMPACT SUCKAHS!!!)

As I finish setting the table the submarine cones crashing down back into the sea before floating listlessly on the surface. The impact sends the three mamono bouncing off walls, floors, and ceilings. Despite the fact that everything inside the submarine has been sent tumbling around in the fall, my freshly made breakfast and set tables remain in pristine condition.

Icarus senses part of the Trieste being hijacked and soon my voice suddenly comes over the intercom and through Janys comlink, "Breakfast is ready. Get yer asses to the mess hall ASAP. I got sausage links, bananas and other penal shaped foods for you mamono so hurry up!"

At the same time the something appears at the edge of the Triestes RADAR and is approaching fast, Janadian sees a flicker of red out of the corner of his vision.