Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20161027002533/@comment-9075949-20161030223633

Maxim continued to adjust his scope, until he let it go, kneeled down, adjusted his cheek on the butt of the rifle, and shot.

"Seems like my aim is still top notch after all this time."

"Well, I was tasked with assassinating the president. But I failed, they gave me shitty, homemade explosives, and they didn't kill him. Thankfully, they didn't find me either, but soon after I was caught on another mission. This time they took me in for murder. 5 NCR soldiers, all lined up and posing for a picture, boom, one bullet penetrated the skull of every stuck up bastard. Got 25 years with 2 in isolation. Somehow got my hands on one o' those Project Cook flyers, signed up, and here I am. If not for the fact they didn't catch me red handed with those charges, I would've been executed for sure."