Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190402224637/@comment-5543592-20190405010331

Josey shook his head. "It's more pick your flavor of death than safety.  There's giant wasps one direction, more walking corpses another.  If we go south there's packs of lobotomites.  Circling 'round the perimeter ain't much good either.  And there's still all these robot scorpions walking around.  What I'm saying is that this Rat God complicates things.  If he can pull shit from the rest of the place to attack as we go, we'll get overwhelmed."

"Yep, fine, just fine." He cleared his throat and pulled at the leg of his pants. "I was acting too."

The wall in front of them slid away, and they were blasted with J-Pop, purple strobe lights, scantily clad women, and sweaty, drunken men. Standing in corners around the room were large, muscular asian men, tattooed up to their necks.

To their left was a packed bar, an equally packed dance floor in front of them, and to their right were tables on ascending dais. Willy was no where in sight.