Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20191109013403/@comment-5583506-20191116234009

Shanks let out a guttural laugh. "See, that would have been intimidating, if you were ... you know ... intimidating. I knew you would just be all talk and not a single punch to back your words up. Not that you could stand any chance of winning over me anyhow. Even Naomi here knows that, and that woman took on the whole fucking Institute."

The mutant towered above the ghoul, ramming a hard poking finger into his chest. "But there is some truth to what you are saying. And it would seem to me like you are just as alone as me then, deadmeat. You take a piss at whomever, whatever and whichever, gets in your way. Trying to direct attention elsewhere, just so that no one will take notice just what a little insecure, hypocritical twat you really are."

He gave a quick glance over at Tyrus. "Having your poor friend over here, for example, make constant excuses for you on your behalf and pulling you out of fights, so that you don't get yourself into an early grave, because you keep running that nasty rotten gob of yours. That's some real sad act you've got there, deadmeat."

He then blinked. "So I guess what I am saying is, don't take a crap in someone else's backyard before you've cleaned up your own shit performance. Is that a deal, or do you have something else you want to spill?"