Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-26832713-20190920204927/@comment-26832713-20191206184936

King makes a few phone calls. One of King's underlings, a corrupt cop named Dallas, escorts Hardhead out of the station under the false pretense of a prisoner transfer. One of King's friends, a teleporting criminal called Elsewhere, rescues Feathers from his cell and places him in a dark corner of the city. Elsewhere takes Hardhead to King's fortress. No casualties. Quick and easy.

"My good friend, I see that you tried. I'm glad you made the effort. Effort is a wonderful thing. You gave it your one hundred and ten percent, and the cop was down for a second or two. I see I'm going to have to do things the hard way."

King rises from his chair. He walks down the halls of his abandoned office building. Various guards, all on an experimental nootropic/steroid, follow him out the door, armed to the teeth with laser artillery.

"Gentlemen? Prepare for war with the police force."