Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4995321-20160723013433/@comment-4059927-20160725200900

Michael assumed a fighting stance. "Look it's the makeup wearing pussies." Michael barked, a violent grin plastered across his face. He took note of his surroundings, the tracks stood between them, almost in the definition of border to cross. Soon someone would cross that border with the intent of violence.