Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190402224637/@comment-5583506-20190411021958

"If you say so, meat", the dogman said nonchalantly with a shrug, pulling the last of the bullets out of his chest. "Motherfucker!" he growled, grinding his teeth in pain. "Fuck, I hate this part."

With the bullets removed, it seemed as if the regeneration of his flesh sped up and soon there seemed to be nothing left indicating that he had been shot save for rivulet stains of blood on his fur. Smart tissue, the eggheads of West Tek had called it. Supposedly it could "feel" whenever an intruding entity was present, and as such wouldn't properly heal to make the removal of said entity easier. Not that it made it any less painful.

One of the few good things that had come with his freakshow graduation: he was a tough son of a bitch to kill.

He snorted and leaned back in the chair with dampened groan, slightly high on the painkilling shot he had given himself. He glanced over at Tanner with one sunken eye. "What's your story by the way, meat?"