Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33672197-20180321001825/@comment-33672197-20180329232919

(Whoops. RP machine broke. Time to reboot it.)

Rolfe almost immediately tried wiping the stuff off of his hand, but only managed to smear the fake blood on the bench behind. He glared at Melissa, eyes almost wild with a mixture of anger, disgust, and shock. "Ey, pendejo. What are you trynna do?" He growled, still trying to get the fake blood off his endoskeleton hand.