Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170504012353/@comment-5583506-20170520013259

Ward grumbled something inaudible and pinched his sellion, reminding himself as to where mankind had begun to fail as a race when they put far too much trust and responsibility in the hands of machines.

"Deaph? Pest? You people have the time to die for a brief moment?"

"No way", shrugged Deaphanie. "I like this form."

"And I don't like having to dig through shit in order to find my favourite brand of smokes", grumbled Pest.

"Fine then. Does this machine have any parachutes?"