Forgy
Erratic Adventurer
Gole the Anti-Monster
Inside the Splurgoth Military Base; sitting atop the Badger, hopefully getting the fuck out of here
Interacting with: Psychie | Mentions:
Then, another loud noise. A rather large and impressive vehicle, which Gole knew to be a NG-BAD202 Badger, had smashed through the gate. The female True Atlantean was aboard, and was calling him over, apparently to get in. She seemed pretty intent on getting the fuck out of there, and Gole knew he wasn't going to like it if they all bailed on him. Brows furrowed in a mix of confusion and anger, he ran toward the Badger. Then he jumped onto, not into, the top, and took a comfortable seated position. He held his Staff of Power like a bat, ready to knock anything out of the way, be it lasers or Splurgoth. "GO."