Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140401010735/@comment-24487330-20140811131335

Silence pervaded once Al left to fetch Tanner, and even when the team captain spoke up, Camo kept his mouth shut. He didn't have any response that wasn't derogatory to any degree, so he opted to keep his anxiety and self-pity to himself for now. But oh, the things he could say if he was in a talking mood...

(No one's dead? I'm lucky I lasted long enough to see the Nevermore. That eight-legged freak should've been the end of me...)

(Yeah, a nice payout, just enough to cover the costs of all the ammo and supplies we've wasted saving my sorry hide...)

(If pain really was weakness leaving the body, I could be near-invincible right now. Bring your head down out of the freaking clouds; what doesn't kill us doesn't necessarily make us stronger...)