Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24966836-20150620191608/@comment-25533719-20150623031057

Foot Soldier: OW!

(Foot Soldier Rocket Leaps away)

Deathbringer: With this data secured, we should be golden. Let's get out of here.

Hothead (Walks in): But don't we need to destroy the generator?!

Deathbringer: Oh... listen, I'll take care of that. Double & 707, go meet up with the others. There are plenty of zombies in the halls, and the vents are overflowing with lava, so you'd better be quiet in the halls. We really don't need another alarm going off. Once you two and the others meet up at the entrance, wait there. Went you hear what sounds like a city exploding and you see a mushroom limping to you, know I'm coming.

Hothead: I'll go with Double & 707 too.

Deathbringer: Alright, good. M. I. R. R. O. R. Squad, move out!