Lord Dragon: "OK ppl grabe a vest and a shuot and fallow me."<br/><br/>Lord Dragon put on a vest and a shuot then picked up a box and walked out in to the open air part of the deck his long braed hair whiping in the wind like a enraged snake in a trap.<br/><br/>(xblurp, etrius I'll keep going tell the shooting as if your here.)