[center] [h3] Minutemen, Explosions, and Reflections! A Triad of Disaster! [/H3]
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Everything was going to hell for the Minutemen. Being raided, set up, exploded....

G4M3R was far from in a good mood.

And Rend was in an even fouler mood.

[Color=lime]"Fuck!"[/color] he growled, shaking his head. Teleporting onto the roof as soon as the explosion began as a reflexive action, he watched things unfold momentarily before drawing an arrow.

Taking aim at the kid, he paused for a moment before firing.

[Color=lime]"Know what, fuck this. I'm done."[/color] he called out before disappearing. He didn't sign up to be with fools and be set back years. 

G4M3R punched a wall as Rend disappeared. Nothing was going right, everything was falling apart. Picking up some scraps from his destroyed tech he glanced around. Their HQ was in shambles, inside and out. 

[Color=92278f]"... You better have a hell of an explanation, kid,"[/color] he called out over the ringing in his ears and the mounting headache as he stood in the hole in their wall. [Color=92278f]"I hope this isn't your application, because that's a really bad way to do it!"[/color]