Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30744559-20190306173109/@comment-32932951-20190306232515

Johnny only feels one thing. Confusion.

"Who cares where its from?! It's probably just like a bee, don't bother it and it won't bother you."

He climbs back on his horse, then jolts upright with a grin. An idea dawned on the cripple master.

"Hey I just got an idea, your stand can make stuff happen by writing stuff in it. I got a request to make, get my wheelchair out from the side of my horse where it's attached. Write some things in it that go along the lines of this...This wheel chair will be able to fly in the air and spin in any direction at speeds safe enough to form a Perfect Rotation without harming whomever is in this wheelchair. Got that? Great! You won't understand anything apart from the flying part but if you could do this it would be great for me."