Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160902215054/@comment-24510587-20170812230014

(Not the badass introduction I had in mind, but oh well)

It was at this moment that the front door of the church was kicked open, and out came probably the single most handsome reverend any of the gang had ever seen (though, granted, there weren't many of those left in the wasteland, and certainly not on the Aloha Islands). His jet black hair was neatly trimmed into an undercut, and his upper lip was adorned by a moustache.

Over his left shoulder, he was carrying a tough-looking bald man in a leather jacket. Judging by the several holes in his torso, he was likely dead.