Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20141101030301

(Private talkplay between me and [[User:SPop120|Squeed).

A large, black-armored being strode through the streets, whistling a merry tune. People dashed aside to avoid getting crushed, but he paid no mind, continuing to hum his song. Today was a good day - he and his brother had scored a lot of money from yesterday's mission, and currently they were on a break so as to relax after a tough mission. ''Heh, Jason must be off getting drunk again... he should be okay.''

He continued on his merry path, moving past an alleyway as he debated on what else to do for the day. 