Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20151221021707/@comment-5583506-20151224040505

"Neither have I", smiled the muscular man and placed the pipe of his shotgun at the back of the Raider's head without taking his eyes off the sack-headed man in front of him.

''Who the fuck is he supposed to be? A scarecrow?''

The man on the ground could obviously feel the pipe of the shotgun, screaming out upon realisation. "N-no! Don't..."

The swarthy brute pulled the trigger and sent the Raider's skull flying in every direction, crudely imitating an exploding sound with his mouth once the deed was done. "Ka-fucking-boom", he grinned to the sack-man. "'Pop goes the fucking weasel' and whatever other shitty theme song you could have comped with that. Fucking mess though..." he muttered, looking down as blood started to pool out from the decapitated neck.

Evangeline just looked upon the event with a slight shock. "You... you killed him."

"What of it, nice-tits?" shrugged the brute. "Man was a fucking thief and a Raider. Caught me with my pants down when I was busy jerking off. Fucker ran off with my bag, I just came to fetch it back. No fucking big deal with that, is there?"

Evangeline didn't doubt for a moment that the part with the Raider was true, the body was indeed dressed in the common fashion Raiders usually wore. But still, seeing the defenseless man being gunned down like that without any remorse or hesitation filled her with a sense of... disgusts...

The man stroke his wide chin, peering beyond the sack-man's shoulder. "Got some nice caps in there perhaps, sack-man? Some caps to share, eh?"