Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20160914130216/@comment-4059927-20161003181904

"I was thinking we strip him and shove him in a locker in the Girls Lockerroom." Erick chuckles, his eyes grow big.

Gregory shambles down the hall and spots an important painting. "Check this out," he turns his head to Jason. A picture of a man, standing firm and strong before an army, leading them astray into battle. The gold words beneath the painting read, 'Alfred Harrington, 1864.'

Gregory shook up the spray paint and went to work on the picture. Depiction of male anatomy going into his mouth. Gregory smirks.