Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26446054-20160824101510/@comment-26446054-20160903121956

"I have the perfect message," muttered Thomas and peered through the smashed holes of the building they were using as cover.

Aiming his eye down the cold barrel, he pressed his rifle to his shoulder, and pulled his finger back on the trigger; a deafening crack of gunpowder blasted a bullet into the torso of one shooter.