Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27396384-20170703182714/@comment-26854056-20170714230121

As the camera on his drone lurched forward, Oscar immediately turned his head towards the monitor, unable to wipe the stupidly large smile on his face as the familiar roar of an engine echoed throughout the terrible microphone Washington had on one of its sides.

Survivors

He suppressed a sigh of relief, frantically typing in instructions for the little pyramid to try and inroot itself on the roof, hoping that the noise of the engine and the outdoor clamour around the group of strangers would disguise the light clanging on the roof, let alone the tiny dents the surprisingly hardy machine made on the automobile's roof.

But that was a problem for another day.

He needed to get thirty more bells in animal crossing.