Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20190206020003/@comment-5543592-20190324214316

Chloe didn't think a human corpse could fit inside Duncan's stomach. The pig could, at most, put away a football sized amoun of human.

The Boss adjusted his eyepiece and looked up at the fort. "'Course it's a fucking shithole." He grumbled. "Man, yous know its the 23rd century?  Don't have to around playing cowboys and indians and building fucking castles out of straw or whatever the fuck that is.  We paddled by an army of tribals who get hard to the idea of a warm fire, the fuck were you thinking making this thing out of wood?" He complained, many just to do so. The long canoe ride had really done a number on is back.