Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20161027180109/@comment-26517142-20161028043004

"Oh.. sorry. (HIC) So you're a magnet for mayhem? OOH. You're kinda like me, brother. Both of us, on the run from endless stalkers ready to surrender whatever fiber is on their bodies just to get us. Such an unfortunate plight, but I'm thankful I've already got my pack of pursuers under watch... "

"No, I really mean you look like you go through tense times. And how about that, I was right. (Drinks a small sip) No problem, bro. It's just a small sip for this guy. My.. (HIC) ..tolerancy for alchohol is kinda low.. so I'm trying to resist.."

Jeiel slams the shot glass on the table. "So.. where ya headed, chump? Death? Orgasms? Lescatie's that way. "