Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-28920015-20170315012550/@comment-27661770-20170315224219

From the sky came something...

Big.

And screaming.

And flailing.

And big.

And probably dangerous.

And did I mention big?

The thing crashed into the ground, moaning in pain. It was- no, he, it seemed- wearing a relatively nice suit with a neat leather jacket (a gentlemanly leather jacket. How much more oxymoronic can one get.) and combat pants, as well as some red shades.

Two large railroad spikes were in his head.

And in his clawed hands was an appropriately-sized Mossberg 500.

(No, that's not overstepping his abilities. Literally what he has.

To be fair, the Krinkels Madness characters are pretty powerful.)

"...UGH. Where the fu... ck..."