Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27027983-20170406010655/@comment-27661770-20170406024955

"Uh, half-human robot freak thing?"

"ALIEN. LONG STORY."

That is most definitely a fuckiong alien. And if he's behind all this carnage... I might enjoy my murders, but that's just plain sick and twisted. Despicable."

Spades clearly hated whoever was behind those killings, and would be extremely pleased at the prospect of sticking his hands, poreferrably coated in rust, salt, lemon juice, and possibly a little bit of copper wire with a few too many tangles, into their entrails.

Which would hurt a HELL of a lot, do quite a bit of damage, and leave them at risk for tetanus or worse.

AFTER he stabbed their entrails out.

Jack Baker whistled a tune as he waited for an army to attack him. He wanted everyone to KNOW what he was about.