Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160101233053/@comment-25828117-20160107112243

The Gutsies weren't prepared for these two strangers, and without any defense they got fried on the spot. Blue spikes of electricity shot in between them and anything near enough with an electric circuit. After three seconds of a humming buzz, they fell dead on the floor, now buckets useless buckets of bolts and ruined targeting cards.

Some smoke smoldered out from the ventilation grooves.

Clive appeared on the Pipboys.

"My Gutsy units. What happened?" He asked direct and monotone, as usual.