Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30655593-20190827174844/@comment-37629772-20190829104021

(He's another person on the wiki, he's actually in another RP Tikkit, MekRex and I are in)

As Randy leaned back in his chair, high as a kite, he finished adjusting his instrument and making sure it won't break on him anytime time soon. Once he was done with that, he grabbed another jet vial but didn't immediately take a wiff, instead putting it in his old, dusty, irradiated cargo pants pocket.He slung his duffel bag's strap over his should, grabbed his .44 and placed it in his pocket. "I really should get a gun holster.." He muttered to himslef. He figured he should start doing what Bruce asked him to do, rangel everyone so they could leave and decrease the chance of getting shot.

He decided to talk to Jason first, bringing the extra drug if he needed more encouragement. The crunching of dirt beneath his feets steps got closer and closer to the black finger of the group. He stopped 3 feet behind Jason, trying not to scare him, unless he'd wish to get shot.

"Hey amigo, whatcha....Whatcha working on?"