Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20160817222408/@comment-13488655-20161116154952

"Well son, now you're just askin for a woopin." Another man called out as he entered the ring with a armoured vest and a long warscythe in his arms, laughing with a individual walking behind him in a mask and a straight-jacket. Flint couldn't really tell if it was a boy or a girl, but only knew that from the glow around her eyes and  the glow starting to form around the man, she was amplifying his skills.

Flint quickly leaped out of the way as Farmer charged towards Flint as fast as a locomotive, getting struck on the side of his face as Farmer hit him with the blade of the scythe.

"Better keep runnin boy!"

"Oh don't worry about me." Flint called out as he scrambled back onto his feet, dropping a smoke bomb as Farmer charged again before shooting at him frm behind. But the man just tanked the hit and laughted.

"You trying to fight or give me a tickle boy?!