Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30717141-20170219025507/@comment-30717141-20170321003839

As I step back out into the open, beta informs me on  new group of 4 life forms, each armed with primitive gunpowder-projectile weapons, each with anceint 1930-40's style build. two of the memebers of the group are pointing their guns, a tompson, and a garand at the "monster girls"while barking nonsense at them.

"Hey, you! over there! you're not supposed to be here! this object is property of the Order of the True God!"

Oh boy, another pile of religeous fucks.

"what do you need primitive? Because that object is my capsule, and the technology is too complex for your small brains to handle, so shoo of back to your monarchy."

I pull out a syringe, and stick it into his neck, he begins screaming, grabbing the attention of his comrades. the flesh around the commander's neck began to melt. his voice begins to warp. in a few moments, his body becomes a pool of liquid flesh. the other two soldiers turn and begin firing, but the one holding a garand has fingers plunged into his face and neck. blood begins to pump out of his body. he falls over as a withered  husk the remaing soldeir screams and runs, and the monster girls begin to scream, paralyzed with fear. Desai is pale in the face, her mouth wide open but she can't scream, seeing this ... thing has traumatized her.