Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7489529-20140210024449/@comment-24416658-20140210041612

Tanner was having fun, laughing and yelling out insults to the creatures of Grimm that were attacking him. As one Beowulf fell, another took its place. Tanner shot the head of one beowulf before turning around, hitting another with the butt of his repeater, and then shooting it in the heart.

"I'm gonna skin y'all freaks and make myself a new jacket!" he yelled, as his weapon transformed into a Greatsword, allowing him to cut down the creatures with ease. Looking around, he saw a figure in the trees. Dismissing it as a trick of the light, he turned around, just in time to be knocked down to the ground by a big beowulf. Well well, I founder the leader of this here posse.

"Sorry pardner," Tanner said, holding his weapon in repeater form, "but it looks like I'm gonna be the better duelist here!" Tanner put the barrel of the gun in the beowulf's mouth and pulled the trigger.