Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-5142578-20141021025856/@comment-1587581-20141029224009

A mildly chubby frog was standing on a high building overlooking the café. He sighed as he looked down at the street below. It would be so easy... The frog imagined a smiling purple-spotted green hedgehog. Yet so weak! The frog sighed again. He was so lost without his best friend Krinkinko and his next closest friend abandoned him for the much more muscular and assertive Frederick. The frog was lost in thought. ''Give me a sign. Just give me something! I'm tired of all this killing!'' The frog's eyes widened as he saw the entire scene unfold below him. He took this as the sign he was looking for and jumped down the the street below, landing safely on his feet. He ran towards the car, Frost and the sniper.