Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29524970-20160808030602/@comment-29524970-20160808072444

In a disjointed bur of movement, he picked up the hammer and threw it at the back of her leg, hoping for it to hit. He should have acted before. And now, he would. He had another chance, one more to stop the death of others. With the  hammer thrown, he started forward and notcied she had spilled trash in his way to stop him. Preparing to navigate the trash, he came to a dead stop suddenly, looking at the dead victim in front of him. He couldn't process anymore, he was so stricken by what layed at his feet, he collapsed again. This time, doubled over, holding his mouth and uncontrollably sobbing. The world was too much, this was too much. Straing down at it in horror, while crying he reached for a part and picked up a for arm and delicate hand in his. He shrunk as he brought it to his cheek, holding it against his chest and face like a child with a stuffed bear. "Why would you do this?"