Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20161215224219/@comment-1734134-20170328000618

The power blade is attached to the machines arm, and possesses no grip. Your radios fail to broadcast through the thick concrete and stone.

All around you are crates marked 'DB', while dust and stone fall from the roof as the ground shakes above, the sound of artillery fire echoing through your ears.