Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13427943-20160703085502/@comment-13488655-20160813121634

"... What's that odd rotting smell? Oh wait, it's coming from the walking tub of lard!" Ranna called out to Bubbles as she fired a whip from Night fang arount his neck, smiling with ominous glee as she began to shoot rappidly a his ankles from behind. Right now she was really ticked off and was shooting at the main stress points on the mans body while strangling him.

(Was this too much for the first move? o.o )