Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-25828117-20160720133828/@comment-5543592-20160721231112

Randall feigned throwing it at the ground, showing he was ready to smash it. He motioned with his head for Martha escape with the stuff and the dog while he had their full attention.

"Yeah, keep crying, you bastards.  If you want a piece of me you can crawl over the broken pieces of your father or whatever you think this thing is."