There was a white monoplane on a head on collision with you, looking like they were pushing their engine to the limits with the black smoke pouring from the sides. That, or they just took very poor care of it. You banked hard to the right, knowing you'd force your opponent to make a left turn and hopefully dissuade most of the fire. Glancing behind you though, you saw they were forcing a left turn by nosing down while banking left to avoid the painfully slow 270° turn. Red tracers zipped around your plane, tattering a bit of your wings and canvas. Didn't hit anything important, thankfully. You identified the plane as an Arntwerke c.10 in your dashboard mirror, seeing it was right on your tail. Ironically, this felt like a better position to be in than if your positions were reversed.
You nosed up and swung another right turn, feeling gravity remain largely the same, even as your horizon shifted to the sky, an upside down mountain range, and then the earth itself as you made your plane commit to a backflip and opened fire when you were close enough to see the pilot's terrified eyes. You opened fire as he tried to twist out of the way, getting a few good shots off and continuing the spray, until your gun was just making a soft clinking sound from the lack of ammo. The c.10 looked damaged, and you had the upper hand now, but it was still combat capable, and there was at least one more around you two in this dogfight.
You turned slightly, as the flapping canvas of your damaged wing was making your drift, and suddenly a roar followed by a tearing sound whizzed by the left side of your plane. Your plane rocked and you jostled the stick to not go into a spin, seeing that the side of your plane's fuselage had been torn open like someone took a knife to the canvas. Looking over, you saw what had done it, another monoplane, almost all white, other than a red stripe down the middle of the fuselage, with what looked like two enormous blades bolted to the the wings, extending from the ends. Blades. On the wings of his plane. What were these idiots on? He clearly took damage from that, his wing was dented and cracked at the front. It seemed you had two options if you wanted to continue fighting now, at least.
Current Altitude: 35/29
Current Speed: 13/17 (Altitude)
Toughness: 1/7
Strain: 19/19
Fuel: 7/7
RPM: 1/7
Wear: 0/5
Current Plane
Tell me what's going on next! Also, side note.
Eyeball: You're allowed to just ask a question and roll +Keen+Visibility, so just 2d10-2. This will give you advantage forward to react on the answer, if you roll well the answer will put you in a position of advantage, but if you roll poorly than the answer puts you at a disadvantage. Not mechanical, just narrative.
You're allowed to vote for more than one in the form of a Plan if you want to plan out your turn.
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MOAR MAGIC (You already know, tell me)
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Dogfight! Pursue and attack (Roll +Hard) close to knife to BLAST em. Clarify if you want to shoot the gun one or the wing blade one.
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Stay on Target and leave the fight, will take a hit but will bring you in range of the airship.
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Boost to take 1 RPM and increase your speed by 2. Can be voted for along with something else.
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Somethin' Else (Write In)