Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-4681758-20140219044430/@comment-4681758-20140222061555

"...Just for that, when we set up camp, you have sole latrine duty, and your new name is Meatshield."

''He's goona die. Either for the traps he'll set off that he could have easily avoided, or because he'll send me into a blind rage where I can't be held responsible for what I do to him.''

"Alright everybody, this way!  We're heading out to where we're staying for the night!"

''I gotta say, I can see why he'd retire out here. Nice sandy streets, warm weather, plenty of stocked bars, loose chicks on vaction, and you're 10 minutes from international waters. Hmm. Maybe if stealing a super-yacht doesn't work out for one reason or another, I could set up a mansion out here...''

Silver led his crew to the outskirts of town, right to the jungle's edge in fact, to a mansion that was covered in ivy and very dark to look at, and not very inviting at all.

"It looks like a hole on purpose.  It's much nicer on the inside."