Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-46471376-20200915150437/@comment-29435884-20200917110644

Picture the scene: It's a Thursady afternoon and I'm having a quiet drink at the local after work, I'm busy minding my own buisness when a green scaled arm grabs around the waist and suddenly lifts me off the ground. "Later bitches!" I hear before I'm flown off into the distance. Well, shit. Looks like it's Dragon.