Re: Battle Royale! (Game Start!) Round 1: 1984
10-25-2009, 04:16 PM
Originally posted on MSPA by MyifanW.
Meanwhile, Whit was on the roof enjoying a nice hamburger and steak, with a bottle of champagne on the side. While eating, he watched the sparkles on the ministry of Love.
"Mmhm..." he mumbled, evaluating his course of action. He could make that building fall over like the last one, but it was almost certain that he'd be noticed. Instead, he continued to enjoy his meal. If he was going to make a move, he'd do it later.
On his way up to the roof, Whit had grabbed the armor he was looking for, a fireman's coat. It certainly wasn't great protection, but he was happy with it. It was thick enough to ward off a knife that didn't have too much force behind it, and had was loose enough to give him some feeling of freedom. He stored his two pistols in the inner pockets of the coat, and tied a knot around his godgun, attaching it to his watch. He was about as ready as he was going to be... well, no. He was still hungry. Whit took another bite out of his meal and chewed slowly, biding his time.
Meanwhile, Whit was on the roof enjoying a nice hamburger and steak, with a bottle of champagne on the side. While eating, he watched the sparkles on the ministry of Love.
"Mmhm..." he mumbled, evaluating his course of action. He could make that building fall over like the last one, but it was almost certain that he'd be noticed. Instead, he continued to enjoy his meal. If he was going to make a move, he'd do it later.
On his way up to the roof, Whit had grabbed the armor he was looking for, a fireman's coat. It certainly wasn't great protection, but he was happy with it. It was thick enough to ward off a knife that didn't have too much force behind it, and had was loose enough to give him some feeling of freedom. He stored his two pistols in the inner pockets of the coat, and tied a knot around his godgun, attaching it to his watch. He was about as ready as he was going to be... well, no. He was still hungry. Whit took another bite out of his meal and chewed slowly, biding his time.