Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-24849899-20151108194536/@comment-24849899-20151111221152

Taking this sweet opportunity, he breathed in through his mask, then suddenly, he used his neck as a pivot, and swung his body, using his centripital force to kick her right in the jaw, that combined with his steel toed boot, he heard a slight crack.. He fractured her jaw, then soon he was let go as he was dropped to the ground.

Running off back into the forest, he heard the roar of her pain as she certainly will feel that for a few weeks. But other than that, all he did was run, his tattered commissar uniform flying behind him like a cape as he jumped from one position from another, making swift decisions to ensure he get's the fast way out.

Running for what seemed like forever, he then managed to find an opening in the forests of wonderland, but as he got to the edge, he stopped to observe and catch his breath.

Looking up, he found that he discovered a village of some sort, with some fancy mansion in the middle.

He looked around to find if anyone else was around, luckily, no one was out, so he took the chance and approached the mansion rather fast. Once he reached the edge, he ducked under the window, but peaked slightly inside to find what is identified as a "March Hare."

He found an open window and snuck in silently... As he walked the halls of the mansion, he got from behind the March Hare, not wanting to kill her, but to make sure she wouldn't scream.

So as he grasped hold of her mouth, dropping her tea and pot on the carpet, he dragged her in what appears to be a small guest bedroom.

"Shh... Don't... Say... a... vord." He silently said, to make it scarier, his mask slightly venomizing his voice, and his skull like mask, with his red eyes which acted as a night visor, certainly wanted to make her scream to death.