Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26826553-20160418042350/@comment-26826553-20160418125122

(And...the camper run out of power)

Carrie: S**t...

(It began to rain. The time was 11 PM. They were just one hour away...so close...)

Terminator: *Casually gets out of the camper & stomps on the ground as the raindrops fell, evaporating inches before even touching him. Immediately, a flaming Harley-Davidson bike blazed into existence on the ground*

Carrie: WHOA! Pops, are you gonna-

Terminator: *Produces two flaming bell-pepper whip chains & lashes them around the camper's bumper & the Harley's butt. He then got on the motorbike & sped off, dragging the camper at frightening speeds*

Ewen: *speechless, mouth open*

Carrie: WAY TO GO POPS!