Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26517142-20170721055759/@comment-26517142-20170907074536

(Hmm. Right - extend that to 3. Let me at least, get the plot going with mine before you proceed with yours.)

Levenstein walks, flanked by his guards and their queer guns. Parsades maintains as visible interest on Laz – but then he notices Racer close behind along with Suara. At this he cocks his head in fascination. “An Aswang and a Sanggay both at your behest? You’re more than we believe you are.”

“He’s a predator! It’s enough to understand he can’t be satisfied by one morsel when he can have a smorgasbord.” Levenstein joined in speech. “But from what I understand… they don’t compare to her.”

He curls his lips.

“Tack.”



And ahead... there was Jeiel, mounted on a wall with hands and feet tied. And around him.. were countless surgical needles that were aimed at him. And beside him.. was a globe of unknown green...

















(3. No engage.)