Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-27661770-20190414050446/@comment-32932951-20190414183419

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Ghiaccio cried out in trimpuh.

"HELL YEAH! I KNEW WE COULD GET OUR MONEYS WORTH BACK FROM THOSE HORRIBLE GOD AWFUL FUCKING FRYS!"

Risotto likewise followed, the bells on his hat jingling.

Giorno wiped the blood off his hand and looked at the remains of the battlfield in disgust. Such a waste of life that could have thrived for much longer, extinguished without second thought.