Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-25627885-20150115055915/@comment-25627885-20150116030101

"So is your magical signature. But good luck trying to find me before any casualties start popping up." The lynx said as he was fully submerged into the shadow. Once he was in the shadow, the lynx addressed the dislocated knuckle by pulling his middle finger and relocating it, biting down on his cheek hard enough to draw a copious amount of blood. "Stupid cat... Now it's time for me to head to station square. But first, I will get my scythe" The lynx said as he grabbed his scythe and strapped it on his back before heading to Station Square.