Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-34830139-20180319232857/@comment-30700719-20180520035209

My hand curls into a fist, and I straight up sock the Alraune in the teeth. Her head goes careening back, and I grab the DRS machete from the syrupy nectar. Driven by the boost of stamina from the nectar, I swing the blade back and forth in a tight 8-loop motion, slashing the Alraune with every strike. For the finisher, the machete spins around in my hand for a downwards stab that pierces right through her chest. I pull the blade out and take deep breaths. "Oh, jesus...my gun's probably all gunked up by this nectar..." The pseudo-wounds on the Alraune's chest and torso begin to fade.