Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33528506-20180801193313/@comment-33528506-20180809015146


 * Freddy looked down, and saw that one of his blades had broken in half. He spotted the other half sitting in front of him, and felt a surge of rage. He didn't have any supplies to fix the damn thing... He needed welding supplies... He stood up, picking up the steel object gently, as to not cut himself, and looks around. He would have to go back to the middle to get something....* 'Shit...' *He thought to himself*