Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-36289716-20190207160231/@comment-32932951-20190211232629

Indeed he does get that feeling, he stops counting prime numbers as he walks along. Gotta keep your ears sharp. ________________________________________________

"No problem. I'll never let anyone any die If I can help. By the way, lets group up. We'll stay safer together of course, and maybe find our friends...But we should set up camp now. It's dark out."

Fire flys were starting to hover around Giorno, providing some light. ________________________________________________

"Why wouldn't it be? It'd be pretty dumb if The Boss just sent the same exact message to anyone else when we have Trish." _______________________________________________

Valentine charges right into the net. What was the mad lad planning to do? D4C was back at his side, well placed chops to the head + a suplex should have been enough to finish off that triceratops. _______________________________________________

Slow Dancer starts to slow down. Horse was fairly tired after all of that running. Johnny would have to find a river to give him some water.

"That should be enough distance. Damn it's already dark outside, if it wasn't already cold enough to begin with."

He started pulling a sleeping bag out from one of the bags attached to Slow Dancer. Was a pretty boring sleeping bag, just brown. After he pulled the bag out of the bag he tossed it on the ground. Johnny himself hopped off his horse onto his bag. He would have gotten off his horse then take the sleeping bag out as to not be rough with it but he really didn't want these people to know the fact that he's parapelegic. A) He'd seem weak and B) He wouldn't look as cool, in his mind anyways.

"I dunno about you people, but im gonna try and snooze." He closes his eyes and attempts le sleep.