Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190722215436/@comment-5543592-20190722220444

The long, dim corridor to the showroom ended, and they entered the showroom.

It was a massive, two floor gallery, where every possible surface was covered with weapons. Rifles, pistols, heavy weapons, flame throwers, cannons. Energy weapons of every assortment and variety. It all looked like it belonged in or had come from the future, when in reality most of the designs were two centuries old. But they were something. Sleek, metallic. Chrome-plated, or sometimes with high-durability plastic casing.

Tables were to their left and right, and directly in front of them upon entering, each displaying a large variety of laser rifles. A special, limited time offer on the weapons.

Upstairs looked equally sprawling, and they still couldn't see the entirity of the room, as hanging displays or towering shelves obscured their vision. The only sure thing was this-- there were a lot of guns in here.

"Holy shit." Tanner muttered, craning his neck back. An artillery plasma-cannon dangled from the ceiling about them, suspended by steel cables.

"I can imagine." Josey said, eying Willy's gut.