(Randale is a rabbit faunas with chocolate brown hair, brown eyes, brown rabbit ears, and white skin. Standing at 6:4 in height. clothes black jacket, blue jeans, standard biker boots, and a white shirt. )
My night is going to shit I think to myself. First some blonde chick started shooting up the club I was in, and someone stole my bike. I know were it is but I just wanted one great night before I went to beacon. I see the junkyard down the road, so I ready my magnums and force the gate open. Someones blaring heavy metal, and as soon as I stepp inside the fumes of beer and oil filled my nostrils. My eyes see someone on my bike, so I point my guns at them calmly saying "That's not yours and I would advise giving it back before this turns ugly."
I see someone come out of a truck holding a shotgun and screaming "Well well well boys looks like its rabbit season. Who in the world do you think you are faunas boy ordering my boys around. Kill him"
A guy comes from my left side with a chain wrapped baseball bat lunging wildly. I elbow him in the gut. Followed by grabing him by the head and slamming it on my knee. "I asked nicely but no this is what Its come to." My semblance activates turning my skin to steel. The leader with the shotgun charged for me firing, only for the pellets to bounce of my aura. I grab his gun and break it in half. He tries to punch me in the gut only to break his fist in the process. My magnums then switch to knuckle mode. My fist collides with his jaw sending him and some of his teeth to the floor.
The guy on my bike tried to drive away, so I switch my weapons back to magnums and shoot him in the arms. He goes flying off landing on his neck and my bike skids on the pavement. I walk slowly to my bike, and try to leave.
"No your not gonna kill a man and leave."
Two guy come behind me with sledge hammers. I grab them both by the head and bash there heads together, knocking them out. After all of that I got my bike and drove off.
"911 whats your emergency"
"shootout at timothys junkyard one dead"
