Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160902215054/@comment-5543592-20170810191359

Randall had no guns, he had two knives and a machete. He made a noise at his dingo, and the animal scurried sideways into the forest.

"You gonna come out or do I have to make you?" Randall asked aloud.

Steven didn't know if he could manage a whole week on a deserted island. He was an entertainer, he loved large crowds. He might go insane here. Could you lose your mind in on week?