Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20170708203641/@comment-5543592-20170718011557

The earmuffs weren't comfy. They were lead, and made Tyrus' head feel strangely heavy and unbalanced.

"I kind of like them." Tanner said, wearing a pair as William rejoined them. He pulled at them, adjusting the earmuffs on his head, before taking the things off and tossing them back onto the pile.

"Why's he need the mask?" Tanner asked Beacon.

"He it needs so that his power works.  If he used it without the mask, he'd kill whoever he'd be trying to control.  Too much of his mind-altering radiation'll cause an aneurysm, and by the readings I got from the mask fragment, he's constantly exuding it."

(Sorry Rick!)

The ghoul finally arrived at the base of the Needle, destruction left in his wake. The intercom and elevator were much as they were when he'd left before.

The Dragonflymantisshrimp Monster ran right through Duncan's grenade, the capsule harmlessly exploded against it's shell. It bore down on them, talons raised.