Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25175520-20150307231018/@comment-24306135-20150421013737

(Alright then. Dialing the bad@$$ back down to eleven. I really just wanted to represent the way I feel when I'm playing, hence the Bruce Willis/Harrison Ford amalgam my character became last post. :-))

Seconds after his rush attack, Sauron's shields broke and he was forced to retreat back to the comms center, where he loaded up his HMG and took post on the roof. He snapped off a quick transmission to Avgust.

"I cleared out some troops, but there's more inbound. How about some music while we wait?"

Sauron snapped his fingers and his armor and Ex's shell colorations shifted to a green and red plaid pattern, as a loud notification blared across the battlefield.



Suddenly, the reeling whistle of bagpipes exploded across the valley in a sonic wave of pure insanity and Scottishness. Sauron paused to remove his helmet, don an ancient British Airborne beret that he pulled from his kit, and leaned back against the relay antenna.

"Ah, this is the very life, ain't it lads?"