Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160901193550/@comment-3293219-20160907200937

"Good, we got grenades! We can throw shit back!" Doug shouted, over the gunfire.

"Fuck's sake, why couldn't I have power armour! Could've taken these pricks out on my own in that shit!"

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Squanto was making one hell of a fuss by Harriot's bedside, barking loudly and rappidly as he furiously clawed at the door.