Survivalist · 10:53pm Sep 10th, 2021
Griffax watched as the flames inched closer. He panted, bracing himself for the pain.
Go…
He opened his eyes. “H-Huh…?”
Go…
“S-Star…?” He looked over to Star’s body. What would he want? “Go… Go…” Griffax nodded. “Y-Yeah… yeah… I’ll go… I’ll… get those bastards…”
Griffax raised his claw, pain shooting through his body. He gritted his teeth, burying his claws into the dirt. He began pulling, feeling him body inch away from flame. He pulled through the pain, finally climbing out of the ditch, the arrow sticking out of his chest. He stood shakily, before turning towards the ditch. The fire had completely engulfed the area. Had he been a few seconds too late…
“No… don’t think that way…” he looked away. “They’ll pay… all of them… they’ll all pay.”
With that, he limped away, hoping to find the Fangs.
Eee! Must know more!
#Determinator.
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5580364
Heh
Now to figure out how he got his two flintlock pistols
Considering that (in my headcanon) they’re not exactly legal yet
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Hm...the back alley of some city?
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Maybe
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Yeah
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Good question.