Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-30821759-20160307013401/@comment-26684445-20160308031615

Jimbles pulled another remote out of his pocket, this one labeled "Gogurt summon." at the press of a button, the doorbell rings, and Jimbles answers it. His mechanical dog, Gogurt, is at the front door.

"Borkf bork," Gogurt says.

Shewn stands in the corner of the room, facing the wall and letting tears silently stream down his face, while Corl stands in the kitchen making meth.