Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13593058-20150109051835/@comment-24012109-20150412185416

"I'm supposed to make your job a lot more fun? I am sorry to disappoint, but I'm not exactly the most entertaining type of person. Maybe you were meant to meet Carol."

Edwin flipped a canister of Dust into the air, and grabbed the lower portion of his weapon, slapping the ammunition into the weapon, making it elongate into it's claymore state as it whirred to life. He held the weapon as if it were a stand, holding it like a cane against the ground.

"Though, a synopsis of what I am is both correct and invalid. You know what my arsenal is, but how do I use it? Any spins on how I use it? I'm not questioning you for an answer, as someone of your age most likely already as experience that could write books. But sure, I'll play your game. I'm afraid that I can't let you have your target though."