Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20180616193852/@comment-3293219-20180618170740

Crow drew his revolver and approached the door, ready to blow the Brotherhood Outcasts away, if they tried anything.

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By now, Daniel's Lobotomites were practically entrenched in the place. Deadheads were being killed and resurrected, wherever they held and only the Deadheads smart enough to run or hide had any chance of survival.

Hamilton ducked under falling rubble, from the trembles brought on by direct strikes from a missile launcher. It would seem that one side was either desperate or bored enough to start blowing the place up.

"Careful of collapsing rubble. If it slows me down, I can't save you."