Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190410021824/@comment-5543592-20190413165421

Denis blew a leg of two seperate harnesses, sending them to the ground. They didn't stop them however, as they quickly turned and began to hobble towards on a leg and arm, holding their chainsaws out towards him one-handed.

Morgan's shot blew through the harness' torso, tearing a hole straight out the other side, but it didn't fall like the last. She was inside its reach, and it struck her in the side with the chainsaw blade.

As Paul flatted one harness, a second came as him from the left, using his distraction to its advantage, and he caught acleaving slice across his lateral muscle. At this same time Rick's shotgun tore across the harness' back, momentarily slowing it.

The harness pratically fell apart as Brutus' axe took it through the center, and it crumbled into two equally broken halves.

The air was heavy now with the smell of carbon monoxide, and thick, shimmering like on a hot summer's day. Just breathing brought on a feeling of light headedness.