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[kurufinwe]

*hasn't seen Norman around lately*

*phew*

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[caranthire]

*returns from a jaunt around town in the tank*

*clambers out and drops down*

*can't stop grinning*

[kurufinwe]

*shakes his head in disbelief*

[caranthire]

What?

*is still smiling*

[kurufinwe]

That . . .thing.

[caranthire]

Wanna go for a ride?

[kurufinwe]

o_0

Sure.

[caranthire]

*grins*

Get in. We'll take it 'round the back. And if youre good I'll let you fire napalm at some of the practice dummies.

[kurufinwe]

*gets in*

. . .

[caranthire]

*starts it up and trundles around the back*

*lines up the turret with some targets*

Right. See this lever there? Pull it. You can burn things!!!!!!

[kurufinwe]

What are we aiming at?

[caranthire]

The dummies we use to beat the shit out of when we're angry or need weapons practice.

Hang on a second...

*hits a button*

*watches as a previously opaque panel slowly turns into a transparent windscreen*

Plus there's also a periscope back there you can use.

[kurufinwe]

*thinks this is pretty darned uncanonical, even by Norman standards*

[caranthire]

*so does she but it's made her happy so she really doesn't care*

Pull!!! FIRE AT WILL!!!!! DO IT!!!!!!!!!!!!

[kurufinwe]

*closes his eyes*

*DOES IT*

[caranthire]

*prods you in the ribs*

HAH!!!

Tar Fuckface Calion's gonna think twice before fucking with this family any time soon.

[kurufinwe]

*blinks at the scene of mass destruction in front of him*

. . .