Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-24416658-20140715052447

Nikolai stood inside his laboratory. All of his work, in one place. Those to benefit humanity, those to destroy Grimm. It was all here, in this warehouse. These creations, in the wrong hands, would cause massive damage and destruction. If.

Turning, the young inventor goes to press a button on the wall. The automated security system starts, and the warehouse locks down when he exits, leaving behind a multitude of amazingly high-technology mechs, cameras, and turrets. Exiting the building, he looks up to the night sky. The stars shine bright above the city, he notes. Beautiful.

With his walking stick/weapon in his hand, Nikolai sets off down the road, walking to his home. He didn't trust gasoline cars, and liked the joy of walking. He looked around before continuing. A single thought was on his mind, one that did not involve death, or danger, or hate.

Which is what some people out in the night were ready to do. Gladly. 