Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20160111005103/@comment-29559990-20160119214746

Soon enough, Vladamir mustered up some courage, mumbled and inaudible "Fuck me...", and lept over the edge. He followed a similar path of Byron and Carter, latching onto the railing and pulling himself up.

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"Out-Fucking-Standing..." Jager grumbled as the forcefield popped up. He drew his weapon, anticipating an ambush, before roughly pressing the button on the speaker.

"I hate music..." He muttered.