Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-37629772-20190728101720/@comment-38232361-20200214113818

JellyBeanBazooka wrote: In the final moments of the feed, the driver was crawling towards a dropped teargas grenade while the others got their asses handed to them by Boxer Buggs Bunny. but before he could pull the pin, a black scaled lizardman dressed in a croc leather vest and bluejeans dropped down from the hole and pinned him with one sickle clawed foot. The driver looked up just in time to see the scaled assaulter flare up a brightly colored frill around his neck as he started hissing and clawing and slapping him around before pulling on one of his arms as an audible popping rip could be heard.

(Bit of a nit pic from a guy who grew up with gun nuts so take this with a grain of salt or just skip it, but no self respecting Gangster, Policeman, Army or anything other than a regular civilian would ever use an AR15 for anything at all. It's basically an overrated, crappy, overpriced, regular old varmint rifle with a scary stereotype and a "Tacti-cool" look. It shoots only one bullet, goes under highly restrictive modifications and regulations that make it useless if more than 5 - 10 rounds are needed, plus it's too long and clunky to use properly if they're inside a vehicle. Go with either pistols, sawed off shotguns or submachine guns since they can be easily concealed and do more damage, or in the case of the submachine guns, shoot more bullets.)

He scrambles to his feet before dusting himself off and getting back up to sit on the couch, legs on the backrest and head and shoulders on the armrest, "Big whoop, it was one human. And Uuru probably killed more when he knocked it off the rails anyways, and if you're helping the HMEP in any way, you already chose to fight against us..."

MEANWHILE

The candy Fellowship looked at A in confusion before dismissing it and charging at the dwindling demon army, even as they all were being locked in a takeout box by the waiter. They continued to fight the demon hordes, even as the Chosen Hero of the Sugar People found himself fighting along side A.

"You fight well for a demon betraying her kin, what is your name?"

"Ohhh! The Chosen Hero is falling for the Daemon seductress is he?" The dwarf of the party jests as he lobbed a demon's torso from its legs.

"D-don't be ridiculous! It's just... friendly conversation is all..." the sugar hero blushes.

Roxy went wide eyed at Vern's words and grabbed her sister by the hand.

"Well then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

MEANWHILE

"... 'dere be no chance dat crusaider is still kicking afta we blew 'is 'ead off wif a sho'gun, is dere?" Benji asks his friend, slurring his speech slightly.

MEANWHILE

Bones Malones looks to the sudden intrusion and screams as they are all beaten to a pulp by either the cyborg man's arms, or in the case of Malone's, with his own spine. Once the fighting is done, and Steven comes out in a way that made every woman within a square kilometer immediately start ovulating, Camilla stares intently at every inch of his delicious, sweat covered body.

"Way ahead of you sister..." she whispers back walking up to Sgt. rogers and giving him a long, deep, passionate kiss on the lips.