OPEN SPAM - The Bear Jew Returneth
[Donny is sat in silence in the Level 1 common room. Head in one hand, the other gripping his machine gun, he's feeling just a little confused.
Around him the furniture is filled with holes. In fact, the couch he's sat on looks a bit like Swiss cheese. As does a nearby table. As do the walls behind his head.
He pulls at the sleeves of his monkeysuit - still a little charred and smelling of blood, and grunts in frustration. Then the Bear Jew, newly-dead and still enraged, fills his lungs with air and screams.]
((Open spam, y'all. I've missed you guys! Come entertain me. :D))
Around him the furniture is filled with holes. In fact, the couch he's sat on looks a bit like Swiss cheese. As does a nearby table. As do the walls behind his head.
He pulls at the sleeves of his monkeysuit - still a little charred and smelling of blood, and grunts in frustration. Then the Bear Jew, newly-dead and still enraged, fills his lungs with air and screams.]
((Open spam, y'all. I've missed you guys! Come entertain me. :D))