Feb 12, 2015 3:43 am
Momma D
Momma sees that Christoper has his shot gun out and is ready.
"You got this Shaw, distract those fucks if need be."
After decades of smoking, Momma D is able to light up a cigarette without missing a beat as she closes in on the ladder. Momma sees a bottle a third of the way full of vodka. Leave it to the Russians to be drinking straight vodka. "God damn I love those Commies right now," Momma thinks to herself. She grabs the bottle from the table and inches closer to the ladder. Momma see that Christopher has her back. She takes a deep drag of her cigarette before throwing it into a nearby trash can.
Momma puts her gun in it's holster. With the vodka bottle in one hand, she begins her ascent.
Reference: Climb, motherfucker!
You rolled 1d20-1: 10 | [ 11 ] 11-1
Momma sees that Christoper has his shot gun out and is ready.
"You got this Shaw, distract those fucks if need be."
After decades of smoking, Momma D is able to light up a cigarette without missing a beat as she closes in on the ladder. Momma sees a bottle a third of the way full of vodka. Leave it to the Russians to be drinking straight vodka. "God damn I love those Commies right now," Momma thinks to herself. She grabs the bottle from the table and inches closer to the ladder. Momma see that Christopher has her back. She takes a deep drag of her cigarette before throwing it into a nearby trash can.
Momma puts her gun in it's holster. With the vodka bottle in one hand, she begins her ascent.
Reference: Climb, motherfucker!
You rolled 1d20-1: 10 | [ 11 ] 11-1