Board Thread:Hosting Game/@comment-31864614-20180421055855/@comment-31680260-20180422204109

''At the word "gun", Eris whips out a knife and presses it to Specter's throat. She steps in close and puts her face right next to his, whispering in his ear.''

"Bigger... gun...? No... knives are better. They die better that way."

She backs off and starts giggling uncontrollably.

"Rose..."