Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26268426-20171224211413/@comment-24172856-20180103145325

(well okay, thank you for warning.)

The silence has engulfed the room as he picked up one Molotov cocktail from his info processor and put it somewhere to use it as his "last word" on the body. He grabs the knife the "santanapper" used to almost stab the living heck out of Thomas.

David: *with anger in his voice* ...this is for those Crystal Gems...

He stabs it in the torso.

David: ...Thomas himself...

Another stab, yet at the hand that veiled character used to handle it.

David: ...and for MYSELF, STUCK IN THIS PLACE.

And he stabs it in another hand.

He leaves the knife alone as he was going to torch it down. We all know how it was done (i ain't going into details, hell naw).

So after this bestial torture, he leaves the room and locks the doors shut.

David: Yo, i'm back, y'all. Wait for me!