Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26892768-20180211115902/@comment-27661770-20180214015442

He was currently walking somewhere, head drooped in a sad, pathetic hang while he passed a poster to join the local "draft". More like death ticket...

A bright LED billboard showed some of Eggman's propaganda.

Thanks to his selfish actions, he was alone in this fight. He had made progress, but...

A tear rolled down his face as he thought about it.