Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-5385060-20170712203930/@comment-4059927-20170717055112

Michael finished off the last Townie, his adversary's eyes rolled back into his head. Michael stood to his feet. "That was awesome!" Michael exclaimed. As they pushed through to the next room they were met with another group of Townies. One Townie, armed with a wooden baseball bat thrusted it towards Michael, who caught it and disarmed the Townie quickly.

The Hallway was empty, the array of mirrors spread meant that he would bump one, muttering a variety of different curse words. When he came to the end of the corridor he saw Clint, standing as the stoic guard. "Give me that annoying bitch, now." Ryan commanded, his fists clenched.