Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-32932951-20190302210357/@comment-32932951-20190304155143

"A-Alright, here goes nothing!"

Pesci outstretched his arm and opened his hand up.

Instantly a metal fishing rod came into his grasp. Strewn into it was a shiny pink line, with some kind of animal skull holding the coiled up line in place.

"BEEEEEEEEACH A BOIYAH!"

Pesci whips Beach Boy back and swings it forward. The line and hook zooms through the air. It was zoning in on Ysmaels wrist, intent of going up his arm.