Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20180527004826/@comment-25828117-20180605105306

The officer gave her an easy smile.

"You don't like Hollywood?" He asked, not sure why any artist in north america would pass up a chance to thrive in tinseltown. Not that he was an expert on it.

Meanwhile in another bar in town, Sarge was fucking shit up.

A new contender approached the soldier, seeing the three men already lying in his wake. He remained a safe distance but pulled out a butterfly knife.

The bartender meanwhile had gone to the back.

"Come on you yank bastard!"

The Retroriffic Man wrote:

Harry patted the body down and shoved his hand in every pocket to see if the man had something on him.