Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31401828-20170430110442/@comment-24026095-20170510234437

SPARTAN kept both weapons aimed at either of them, and stumbles a little as the man knocks the weapon from his hand aimed at Cali. &lsquo;See what I mean? Complete prison bully.&rsquo; He places his fingers on the Boltshot's trigger, training it on the gryphon's forehead.

He then turns to glare at the unnamed prisoner. &lsquo;What are you after? They want to enslave us. Do you want something called &ldquo;freedom&rdquo;, or did you ever have it?&rsquo;

There's a rush of wings, and the Gryphon zooms up to a watchtower while the prisoner distracts him. He looks back to see the empty spot where she was, and groans. &lsquo;Well done, you let her escape. Still, that leaves only one babbler to deal with.&rsquo; The Boltshot is trained at Cali's forehead, held in both his armoured gauntlets. &lsquo;Well, if I have to keep thanking you for whatever you give me, it's fine if it's only kisses.&rsquo; He readies his weapon, preparing to charge up a hard light bolt.

The amazoness is rolling around with Spazerz, making it look like a mud-wrestling match.

The ogre stands up, rubbing her bashed head and blinking sand out of her eyes. &lsquo;Wuzzgoingon?&rsquo;