Hall Kervean
Two Thousand Club
[Anderson]
Well, shoot. "Turn around," Simplistic had said, and he had. But he as he was whipping around corners back towards where he started, he knew he would probably be too late to whatever party was being hosted there. When he whipped around the final corner, he saw that he actually wasn't late, but the demon had captured his master. He set eyes on the bot's foot, which was wobbling, albeit barely, and knew that his target should be the foot. As he roared towards the bot, he realized that there was a good chance that, as soon as he released the dragon, it would release Simplistic's endgame.
"Simplistic, if this is the end, then by gosh, this past day was entertaining!" Anderson shouted, forgetting that Simplistic was in his head. He activated his sword and shield, holding the shield up and sword out, prepared take bullets and to slice through the bot's leg completely and knock it over, respectively.
Well, shoot. "Turn around," Simplistic had said, and he had. But he as he was whipping around corners back towards where he started, he knew he would probably be too late to whatever party was being hosted there. When he whipped around the final corner, he saw that he actually wasn't late, but the demon had captured his master. He set eyes on the bot's foot, which was wobbling, albeit barely, and knew that his target should be the foot. As he roared towards the bot, he realized that there was a good chance that, as soon as he released the dragon, it would release Simplistic's endgame.
"Simplistic, if this is the end, then by gosh, this past day was entertaining!" Anderson shouted, forgetting that Simplistic was in his head. He activated his sword and shield, holding the shield up and sword out, prepared take bullets and to slice through the bot's leg completely and knock it over, respectively.