Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20180514211744/@comment-3293219-20180530190902

"Hmm... Last time we met, I had hair." The man said, scratching his head.

"I was hispanic as well... I'm sorry, it gets a little fuzzy, after I became McGIll..."

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Quiver vanished with Harriot, into the night.

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The hoard of lobotomites marched through the street, weapons at the ready. They looked like they were heading to Mount Cheyenne, ready for war.