Board Thread:Role Playing/@comment-11055585-20150119183013/@comment-24852191-20150928035022


 * I scowl at him and grab him by his through and look him dead in the eyes. The blue tint in my eyes gleems a litte. I speak softly in his face in a unsetteling way.

Me: Yes, I am going to let him creat you. Yes, I will let you live. But, I if you turn into the sick twisted thing you are now........


 * I give off a synical looking grin.

Me: ........I will endyou, and I don't mean simply plowing your brains out so as to throw you off my ship. Kapeesh?