Board Thread:RolePlay/@comment-44344165-20200123194958/@comment-32942273-20200123235514

Spyte looked around at the kids going to class around him. Sometimes he wished that he could just be like one of them. Not a care in the world, hands clean of any bloodshed. But, that was just the way that the cards rolled. "You run with the pack, or you get torn apart. That is just how it goes." He thinks