Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-33863482-20171204185222/@comment-33863482-20171220005604

Lefty: *can see the world around him, but he can't move or speak. If he could only talk. He would tell the others he didn't mean to do it, that he didn't do it. If only. But they wouldn't believe him. And he couldn't blame them. He wasn't entirely sure himself. His mind flashed back to that horrible day. The kid, a little girl holding a stuffed bear, she walked up to his stage and looked at him and smiled sweetly. He never had a kid come up to him before. He didn't know why he did it, why he bite her. Was it instinct? No, it was something darker, something he couldn't control. Something that didn't belong. Did he belong? Just then an image flashed before his eyes. He needed to warn the others. If he could just move...*