Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160412075753/@comment-5543592-20160421222002

The Retroriffic Man wrote: A shadow clouded the little grate holes of Tanner's hiding place. The machine was standing right in front of it. With a yell, Tanner burst out of it, throwing his shoulder into the top of the locker, putting all his weight against it. Tanner, with the locker acting as a sort steel battering ram, smashed into the machine. He'd put his weight behind his shoulder, thus making the force of the blow collide directly with the top of the Protectron's chasis, it's "head", and knocking it off balance-- hopefully into the gaping hole that was behind it.