#payday2 wolf

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(God bless I was just trying my damnest to make a gif of my masks for everyone and I think I’ve finally figured out how to make one? Here’s the mask I made for Wolf.)

(Bless, poor Wolf kept hiding behind me every time I stopped during the Stealing Xmas heist.I’m not exaggerating when I say every time either. Every time I stopped and didn’t see his name, I turned around and there he was like this. Loud malls just aren’t his thing.)

(These poor cops won’t know what hit’em..)

(Dragan don’t give a fuck who’s around him, he’s gonna save Wolf no matter what. Dragan’s a badass and agreed, Wolf is that valuable.)

(I was playing as Hoxton this time. Houston.. Wolf.. you guys want me to check back in later?...)

    When the American flag mask had went to the back, The demon mask glanced back to look at the door. Henry took his chance, kicking the gun out of the man’s hands with his metal foot and wrapping the optic nerve around this ‘Wolf’s’ neck. He waited until the man’s arms went limp, dropping him immediately. 

“Jesus, Wolf!” Dallas said, looking at the man.. and his eye… that was now separated by only the small strand. Henry was just laying there glaring up at them. He had taken down Akan’s armies of cybernetic soldiers, crooked cops, swats, you name it. and this small group of clowns had him on his side too dizzy to tell which was the correct way to look. “YES, go ahead. Cleaner costs are on you this time, man.”  {Fuck..}