Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31595069-20171021115440/@comment-31749612-20171102003349

Pierce ducks behind a fallen tree, peeking over the top at the slime balls.

''After a few moment, he sits up, planning his next attack. But suddenly, he felt a cold, wet hand on his shoulder. ''"Going somewhere?" A slime says, grinning.

''Pierce's face is nothing but fear as he sits there, practically frozen. ''