Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-26826553-20160116121533/@comment-26826553-20160128114553

Ivan Drago: *dodges all of Rocky's combinations* Out of practice, fool? Maybe I should teach you...*raises adamantium cestus, which is stylized like Rocky's spiky sonic helmet*

(suddenly, Rocky collapses onto the ground. He began to spit out juice (blood), vomiting profusely. The Expendables & Vesuvius Magnus look at him, their eyes wide open)

Vesuvius Magnus: What's gotten into him?

(Vesuvius wasn't born yet when Rocky revealed his condition)

(Flashback)

Rocky: *walks off, & returns with some papers* I’m dying, b***h. Non-Hodgkin lymphoma is getting to me!

(Flashback ends...)

Terminator: *carries Rocky on his shoulders* Retreat! Get to the hospital!

Kassandros: Cowardly b***hes! *fires his hellfire bolts at the retreating group*

 Terminator: I'll be back!

 (Rocky's hearing blurs, his vision tunnels in, & he ultimately blacks out)

 (the Botanical Expendables get on their Harleys & warp back into Suburbia as the Necro-Expendables continue to shoot at them. When they were gone, the zombie soldiers produced their own Harleys (identical to that of their counterparts) to warp back & tell Zomboss the good news)