Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26852465-20160229022316/@comment-45.20.109.229-20160317090836

The sound of metal on metal was a common sound for this apocalypse survivor, his dull green suit lacking the toxin discharge cylinders and the tank that contained the toxins. However his tesla coil and packs remained, but at low power. The red slit for his mouth was closed up like the eye holes. His toxin discharge cylinders were lost in a bit of zombie shenanigans.

?:finally this door is down!

He was entering the school because the suit "smelled" a reference to one of it's favorite games.