Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31749612-20170630203755/@comment-29564364-20170701000011

"As the others stopped running, I do the same, but trip on bones littering the ground as I lock my legs to break. "Ouch... Bones? Wait, we're in the boneyard, aren't we? Well shit. I would have noticed we were heading this way if it weren't for that blizzard..." I get up, and pull the broken tip of a big rib out of my left shoulder, sending out sparks rather than blood. "And now my left arm is screwed up. Great..."