Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27550231-20190901063142/@comment-25808351-20191006200849

As Jorge reach the bottom of the stairs, a familiar, callus hand grips his collar and slams him to the wall. Marcus stands before Jorge growling.

“Way to take it up the ass, Jorge....” Marcus sneers, his irises glow blue, a familiar sight for Jorge. “You don’t need their bullshit! What the fuck is wrong with you!” Marcus let’s go of Jorge and paces angrily.

“My shits, what is it with this town?....” Cyndwella places her hands on her hips, a thinks for a moment. “OK!” She turns to Aigis. “Listen up sweetiekin, I’m calling in the big boy. We gonna have a roast dinner so help me and my narcissism.”