Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27736349-20170603204216/@comment-31749612-20170627004048

''Cliff narrows his eyes, standing up. He then shook his head, clenching both his hands into fists.''

"You think I fucking asked for any of this!? Am I not allowed to be mad over my brothers god damn disappearance!?" He was definitely angry.

''He then shook his head. ''"Tell me this, would you be all happy and cheerful after learning your brother fucking disappeared and is possibly dead? Huh!?" One of his eyes started twitching as he felt his hands starting to shake.

"No, I fucking bet not! I bet your life has been all colorful and filled with fucking rainbows!" ''He closed his eyes and lifted one of his hands to around chest height. Soon, he opened his eyes once more. ''"How could you say any of that? How!? How about your friend there, would you be mad if he died!?" He snapped, one of his eyes turning lighting blue/purple.

"Do you not think I already know that nobody cares? I learned that a long fucking time ago! Why should I care for anyone else if they're not going to care for me! The only person I fucking cared about is gone and possibly dead, and you expect me to be happy!?" He started to feel sick, and had a weird feeling in his throat.

''Suddenly, his left hand bursted into flames as he stood there... Eye continuing to twitch. ''

"Fuck you!" ''He shouted before falling silent... Feeling sick to his stomach.''