Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31401828-20170602122803/@comment-30700719-20170723152259

(Suddenly, pineapples!)

I stand on the tips of my toes, trying to see the new warden. "Woah. Big tank. Muzzle velocity must be wicked. If it could aim high enough, it might be able to shoot down a B-29. Of course, I wouldn't need to call a B-29 on this place. Not yet." I walk over to the closest guard. "I think he said something about rounding up the prisoners?"