Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26157988-20150306045943/@comment-16171938-20150310022417

The grunts behind the DJ stood up, readying their weapons. The DJ gave a sligh smile, Spinning the hammer above his head. The grunts took the advantage, swinging at him as a loud ring reverberated in the air.

"Too Slow," he said calmly, the same smile on his face.

The hammer had blocked the swings, which was suddenly returned with a upward pull rendered the grunts unarmed. With another fall swoop, Xoxoctic turned 180 and swung as he spun. The grunts were sent flying, and the DJ ended with his hammer on his shoulder: cannon in front. He looked at the situation his hired partner was in, and aimed his sound cannon with a high pitch at the bottles on the shelves behind the bar, shattering them atop the ringleader once he fired it.