Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20151213185955/@comment-5583506-20151213223622

She smacked with her lips in disdain, clearly displeased with the news. "So... what's this crowd  here   about then?"

Kriegz leaned back against a wall in the basement of the school. Around him was a pile of ghouls, mashed into a bloody and unrecognisable pile of limbless bodies. He had spent quite an amount of ammo in order to bring them down, but in the end it had been worth it. He had found more than he had wasted. In the basement he had found the remains of an unfortunate raider squad who apparently had headed down into the dark depths not knowing what to expect. They had been carrying both weapons perfect for salvaging scrap parts, some caps, a Nuka Cola and of course ammo for variable weapons.

The raider rested his feet on a roamer and shoved his hand into the insides of the skull of a common feral, holding it up and using it as a sockpuppet.

"Kriegz!" the puppet said to him with an exaggerated pitched voice. "You can't just kill ghouls like that! Remember, they are people too!"

"Was", corrected the raider with a shrug and tossed the head away with a chuckle. He glanced over at the bag of caps, eager to count them... and to spend them... "Patience", he muttered to himself as he made himself comfortable, leaning back against a locker. "Pretty soon you will come across a settlement perfect for spending."