Oscare simply looks at the Yellowjacket crowd. Not today.
Oscare pop open a smoke bomb to cloud his escape, activating his wristlet to take a teleport away. Technology helped the man every second. Several pairs of civilians were shot dead today, and none of it even budged the man's conscience. All that mattered to Oscare were two things; his company...
And her.
Oscare pop open a smoke bomb to cloud his escape, activating his wristlet to take a teleport away. Technology helped the man every second. Several pairs of civilians were shot dead today, and none of it even budged the man's conscience. All that mattered to Oscare were two things; his company...
And her.
"Critical fails; for when the GM sobs at night and the players get free checks."
