Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30225761-20170210035134/@comment-30700719-20170211231248

"Hmm. Bombs away!" I say, dropping some nitro-glycerine down the hole. A few seconds pass by. "If there's something down there, that could climb up...." I whisper, suddenly wishing that I had thought before acting. A distant bang explodes. I fabricate my 2000-lumen, two-handed, portable spotlight and shine it down the hole. It's nearly useless. I put it down and fabricate a flare gun, shooting one down into the hole. "Hey Harold, how do you feel about carrying a really powerful spotlight? It pretty much blinds anything and everything!" I say. "It's like a laser against Werebats!" I silence my radio for a bit and turn to Quote. "I don't care if there aren't any Werebats on this island, I'm just saying that so he'll carry it." I turn my radio back on. "It feels like you can kill a bear with this thing! You'll love it!"