Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26826553-20160625020659/@comment-26826553-20160703051527

Dark: Ok, now what?

Marcus: You asked for this.

Dark: *pops up from cover & blasts plasma in the Praetorian's face...the huge Xenochomper only stumbled back a bit & roared, charging at the crates Dark & Marcus were hiding behind*

(CRASH! Dark & Marcus spun across the floor as crates flew backward)

Dark: Urgh...*gives the Praetorian "the leaf (finger...you know which one)" & fires his wristblades at his head*

(The blades only embedded a bit into the Praetorian's crest, not even drawing juice, & the monster roared again, summoning more Warriors)

Dark: So much for dealing with us himself.

Marcus: *fires plasma bulbs down the hallways, his left pulse rifle firing the way they came from, the other shooting up ahead, in the Praetorian's direction*

Praetorian: *unfazed by the plasma bulbs crashing into him* GRAAAAAR!!! *pharyngeal jaws (second mouth) extends & spits more acidic blobs*