Snek
Boop the snoot, you get the shoot
((Eh, tou-che.))
Rael struggled to remain standing up. His yellow Protoman scarf whipped around in the gale-force winds, which were tugging at his body. If he didn't hold his stable body stance, he would be airborne.
Then, of course, the rocket came.
Muttering a few curse words, Rael primed his arm cannon for medium-powered shots and fired at the rocket desperately trying to retain his stable posture.
Rael struggled to remain standing up. His yellow Protoman scarf whipped around in the gale-force winds, which were tugging at his body. If he didn't hold his stable body stance, he would be airborne.
Then, of course, the rocket came.
Muttering a few curse words, Rael primed his arm cannon for medium-powered shots and fired at the rocket desperately trying to retain his stable posture.