Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26120744-20190723235050/@comment-25218347-20190726041750

He shook his head, sipping the drink.

“Feels like everyone has their own new brush with death every week. Somethin’ similar happened to me a while ago, dunno if I ever told you about it. Some game like that... duck shooting game. NES. Whatever the hell it’s called. It’s... a little fuzzy, but the fucking dog in the game came out and stabbed me in the chest.”

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It looked up, flickering.

“H2.”