Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170530194819/@comment-5543592-20170618212840

The built-it terminal of the knight's grenade machine gun flickered to life and his weapon hummed, ready to fire.

A shot cracked from one of the roof tops, slicing through the oxygen tube of his helmet. The knight gasped and sputtered, dropping his machinegun and stumbling back as a burst of air was blasted into his lungs and he choked on nothing for a moment.

Something clicked into the ground by his foot. A grenade? He almost laughed. He was in power armor, what did these wastrels thing a grenade was going to do.

The knight looked up, reaching for his automatic grenade launcher as he did so, just in time to see four missiles headed straight for him.

The following explosion was spectacular, as every single piece of ordanence sitting up on that train car combusted. A fire ball thirty feet wide with it's own mushroom cloud erupted from where train car had been, and when the smoke cleared there was nothing left of the train car, the monorail platform, or the knight. Just a gaping hole between two rent ends of monorail tracks.

"Damn." Tanner muttered, stepping from cover. He had been standing strangely close to Rick, for some reason. Dangerously close, actually, given how that missile had nearly hit the ghoul. Tucking his revolver away, Tanner began a slow walk down the now safe intersection, to admire the destruction that had been done.