Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160901193550/@comment-3293219-20160907222113

The Dog Lord, with the shot gun rolled over, not taking the hint, he drew his knife and grabbed Harriot's swollen ankle, pulling her down and trying to stab her as she slid underneath him.

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"Pfft... Let 'em, I don't give a shit!" Doug shrugged, taking another shot.