Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20170608035530/@comment-25363089-20170610232615

"Better! Keep it up Mister or else!". Alyssa told Flint aimming the bottle at his face and slowly started to sqeeze the trigger. But then stopped as she heard her mom's yawn come from their room. An As she sensed her mom's presense coming towards her and flint. She hid the bottle behind her and got beside flint. She had the bottle to his side like it was a gun. As she whisper to flint. "Play along and I'll let you stop early...In three..two..ooon..Hahaha. Very good flint! Your doing such a good job.". Alyssa said laughing as if Flint told a joke or something as she slapped her knee.

Margrit walked by and saw her and Flint playing guitar. She had a raised eyebrow as she stood there looking them over and said. "what's going on here?". She asked them supiciously.

"Nothing mom. Just teaching flint some notes and working his finger is all. Isn't that right? Flint.". Alyssa told her mother faking a smile like a good actress would. Margrit simply rolled her eyes not buying it and looked at Flint. "Flint? Truth now.". Margrit asked Flint calmly.

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"Alrightie...?". Nickelae told Arthur in a confused tone as he examined the gun accedently firing off a few bullets surpising him a bit. "OOKAY! THAT WAS FAST!". Nickelae shreeked as he checked his chest and pants to find no wet spot or that he was suffering a heart attack. Now that he knew what the gun was able to do.

He looked at the evenvoirment around to see if there was anything he could use to his advantage to reach Arthur while still keeping his distance. "Hmmmm...". Nickelae hummed as he rubbed his chin and brieflied hoped he would grow a beaitful beard someday like his uncle. Or at the very least some whiskers. He then sighed and then looked at Arthur then to the gun and back again. "Uhh huh!". Nickelae said as he then seemingly gave up. He started to walk away.