Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26178112-20170404202952/@comment-26383377-20170408164506

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"Listen, please. I'm sorry, alright. I'm sorry!" The raider fell to his knees, dropping his empty 9mm submachine gun. "I'm fucking sorry!"

The metallic behemoth stood before him, pointing his collossal weapon straight to the raider's face.

"You don't have to do this, please don't shoot..." the raider covered his face with his hands, hoping to gain a false sense of security. Needless to say, he failed.

"You're not worth the shot." The man behind the suit grumbled, he brought his machine gun back and smashed it against the raider's jaw, sending him sprawling towards the ground.

The little man tried to crawl away, however, his efforts were in vain. As his power armored assailant stomped down on the man's back. The raider's scream was synchronized with the sound of his spine shattering.

The raider was finally relieved of his pain when another iron clad foot came down upon his head, squashing his head like a watermelon.

Hyzer stepped back from the corpse, looking around at the other dead bodies that polluted the landscape. Some were raiders, others were aspiring mercenaries, and some were just harmless settlers who wanted to find a new home. His caravan was ambushed by a group of fierce raiders, and Hyzer was the only survivor. He hoisted his machine gun up onto his shoulder, letting out a long sigh, before continuing his trek across this hazardous and dangerous wasteland.