For some reason I just can not imagine Poop strutting about with a forearm shield and gantlet strapped on to his wrist. Well, it might be better to leave the stap-ons to the boys in the People's Liberation Army. A new way to subsume into their war tactics what they really like to do to themselves.
Getting deeper into the mess but they are just flying across the land and dropping bombs also with rockets all of which are busting the rolling mess with more derby swirling into the void created.