Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20151213185955/@comment-5543592-20151214220940

"Lord, give me strength." The Boss groaned under his breath, wondering what had possessed him to agree in bringing this nutcase along. She'd probably try and eat him or something and then he'd have to end her. And he hated killing little girls. Not to mention that Tanner would probably be sad.

"So... how did you come to realize that you were the incarnation of god?" Tanner asked. He'd had no concept of either god or Peter Pan, so the two words had blended together in his head. Probably better that way. 'Peter Pan' was a ridiculous name.

Judging from the noises of dissatisfaction coming from behind him, this was getting under the Boss' skin. He'd do his best to keep it up. Although, it'd probably serve to actually learn about this Christianity and Jesus the Boss was always complaining about. After all, 'fucking Jesus' didn't sound like much of a prayer.