Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20151221021707/@comment-5583506-20151224044300

"Why?" shrugged the brute, not the slightest maddened by the stranger's intimidation and turned to the sack-man. "Don't you? You sure seem to be fucking acquainted to the taste of your own bullshit."

This fucking hill-billy scarecrow's got some balls, I will give him that much...

"Now", he grinned. "There is no need for us to get violent after I just did you all a fucking favor, eh? I think we all just got off on the wrong start and started to pull at each other's nuts just a little bit too hard when we all just wanted to feel the size we were carrying, am I right?"

The truth was that he was pretty much done with killing for this week. He had lost count on how many men and creatures he had killed just to ensure the safety of his loot. He just wanted to lie down somewhere, get drunk and wasted on chems and booze, though he would be unable to do so if he had to add these morality whores on his death toll.

''Sack-man got himself a nice piece there though. If it should come to it, I will simply just twist the fucker's head clean off and take it with me when I go.''

As he was turned to Hades the pipe of a revolver hit him in the back off his head. "Stand down, scum!" growled Evangeline.

The brute glanced over his shoulder, a bit unsurprised. "Who the fuck taught Barbie how to handle a gun?" he chuckled. "Was it you, sack-man?"