Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33528506-20180107062140/@comment-33528506-20180110005841


 * Freddy smirked. He could sense the person's fear, and yet, he couldn't have any witnesses.. he wants the person dead. He shifts a little into an attack stance, and stands there, slightly moving his gloved hand to click the metal blades together every now and then. He adjusts the rim of his fedora, and then charges towards the source of the voice*