Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160101233053/@comment-25828117-20160106175232

The rusty chrome hull of the Gutsy Urban had arbitrarily chosen to direct his rage at, dented, causing the bolts keeping it wrapped around the ball-like body to break off and reveal the sophisticated circuitry underneath it.

"Alert! Communist scum has almost defeated me!" It yelled in response whic was one of the few soulless pre-recorded soundbites they probably asked some disgruntled armchair war veteran to do.

All the while this was happening, the shade of the disused ferris Wheel that Pan had called her home for a few brief days cast a web of shadows on them.