Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25218347-20190731023943/@comment-25218347-20190801044134

''There were pink ones, white ones, blue ones, and green ones. Order from least to most valued looked like... pink, blue, green, white. Not sure if the white ones were very special, but they were definitely more important...''

H2’s vision cut to black in an instant.

And he was back in the chair.

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“I woke up in the hospital, overheard a cop saying that the guy who shot me was locked up in some precinct downtown. I managed to break myself out of the hospital and drove straight to the station. Fucking killed everyone and met the guy. Said he was getting the calls too. Said it ‘wasn’t personal’ and there was an evidence box in another room. I... almost strangled him. But I didn’t. He probably was forced into doing this shit too. I still see him sometimes. I took the box, went home to figure out what to do next.”