Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170421205142/@comment-5543592-20170422015232

The behemoth stumbled back a step, the bullet embedded in one of his extremely dense pectoral muscles. Blood began to trickle out of the wound. Kyle glared down at William, not looking as injured as he should be, and probably rather upset.

"William." The Jester sighed, masaging his brow. "I said no killing or maiming.  When you shoot someone, what do you do?"