Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-26157988-20150306045943/@comment-26157988-20150308002919

Three grunts armed with cleavers charge towards the bar in a blind blitz. The rifleman stands and pumps his gun again, pulling another helping of Fire Dust into the chamber. Lowering the gun to hip height, he fires a large cone of fire and smoke, sending the three assailants flying.

''If they keep fighting like this, breaking them up will be easy ''

Basil quickly fires Glass Mikado several times into the group of thugs, splitting them up into three pockets. The flash and smoke of his beloved gun cuts through the UV of the dancefloor, making his very own strobe light and fog machine.

He keeps the pressure on the greasers, forcing them into cover to regroup.



