[hr][hr][center][h3][color=#9370DB][b]☀️ Nancy Parker ☀️[/b][/color][/h3][img]https://i.postimg.cc/fbjDf03P/811f468296e2c205d4b5d19d5d6c0b9ff7745b0e-00.gif[/img][hr][b][color=#9370DB]Location:[/color][/b] Up! - Fargo, North Dakota -> Up - Mount Rushmore, South Dakota 
[b][color=#9370DB]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A [hr][hr][/center]	[color=#9370DB]"Oooh, if we get there in the middle of the night, you know what would be totally rad? Putting graffiti on Washington's head,"[/color] Nancy proposed, cackling slightly. She didn't know the context surrounding Mount Rushmore. Her amusement with the idea was entirely based as a rebellion against the patriarchy, unaware of the racist history surrounding the carved faces of United States presidents. Had she known, she would have suggested something a little more dramatic - like getting Greek Fire and using it to blast the entire thing to rubble. Maybe they could call in some friendly deity to do a lightning strike as a favor. 

	A few hours later when they arrived, Nancy had to wonder for a second whether one of the gods had heard her thoughts, decided they were amusing, and set things up so that way the dragon would totally trash the place. [color=#9370DB]"How much do you wanna bet the mortals will think this was just some grody gas explosion?"[/color] Nancy commented, snickering slightly. It was [i]awesome[/i]. There was so much unrestrained chaos here. The fires were a nice touch, as was the poop on one of the faces. [color=#9370DB]"Oh bonus, if we get lucky, a news crew will film us and we'll become the terrorists who blew this place up."[/color]