Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-25363089-20160910124021/@comment-13488655-20160916215344

"... The hell is the point of bringing me to this dump?" A gruff voice, clearly a heavy smoker called out as he stood outside of the office area. Long light brown hair, lean build, white skin and a grey jacket, being pushed into a room by a group of orange and black heavily armed and armoured thugs, most wearing some for of glasses and mask with large rifle weapons on their backs leading him into the reception area.

"We just wanted you to see how well our guests are doing." One of the men wearing a hockey mask replied as he pointed upwards, showing five men with their hands behind their heads  being forced to stand on the legde of the fourth floor, much to the smoker's disbelief.

"You'd be amazed how easy it was to catch your puushers. Now, we warned you. No selling drugs to kids. You agreed, but now we find out that you've not been listening to us. This makes us, more than a little disappointed in you."