Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20190410021824/@comment-5543592-20190414184908

(Everyone gets cancer and dies the end)

"Enough to make you sick." Josey said. "Ain't enough to kill ya."

Chotto's woman set a drink down on the counter before him, sound kind of Japanese whiskey. It was likely ancient. He turned it between his thick fingers for a moment.

"What do you want to know?"