-he unsheathes his katana and points it at Dog-
I, Caius of the Knights Templar, will punish you for your sins!
-he looks fairly out of shape-
You don't care about collateral damage?
-his eyes widen as his neck is snapped-
Jim, no!
-slumps over, futilely grasping for one last donut-
-has his gun in Rook's face- Your move, creep!
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI-but is he dead????-
-promptly punches him in the snout-
Unscrupulous, I see...
-LEAPS off the roof to engage Dog-
-breaks his leg when he lands-
-paramedics on the scene cart him off to a nearby ambulance, muttering angrily about vigilantes-
Agito
-he is also surrounded by cops-
edited 19th May '14 6:31:56 PM by thespacephantom
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOIWhat, by himself?
-headbutt- Not in my town, bitch!
-the car they are in is now surrounded by police officers, all training their guns on Rook-
-Jim is also carted off by paramedics-
-the policemen who aren't focusing on Rook are fucking torn apart-
-one manages to get a lucky shot in on Dog-
-the cops are currently preoccupied-
edited 19th May '14 6:36:08 PM by thespacephantom
UN JOUR JE SERAI DE RETOUR PRÈS DE TOI-Listens at the sirens and sounds of strife-
What the hell has some moron gotten himself into?
...
And who the hell am I talking to?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?

Is that seriously your whole reason? That whole "Lord of the Locust" shit and "fear needing" ain't even setting off any sort of alarm bells?
And it ain't that hard to turn old hags down. Hell, I do it on a regular basis.
mario is red, i am green, i try my best, but everyone's mean