Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20190911202955/@comment-25684606-20191002082909

"Cogheads be cogheads", Lem pressed out between his teeth. "Cuz they got them cogs in their heads, aye". The dreg managed to look pale on top of his already sickly complexion, clutching his rifle so hard that the knuckles stood out in a pure white.

"Least the ones inna factory had plenty. Was a belt drag," he added to answer Hen's question. "Factory 00246-A, belt 5236z-00354. We all got a rifle and told to defend it couple of days back. Don't think many made it out like I did. Or they still be there. Can't tell."