Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20170625164411/@comment-5543592-20170727154354

"Think they've ghosted me." Randall chuckled, darting across the street, careful to keep objects like ruined trucks or cars between him and view of the Copper Toes' missile launchers. "Ain't no back water raiders in the ass end of nowhere going to ghost Randall Clark."