[M] I'm gonna pop some tags, only got $20 in my pocket


POSTED: Mon May 21, 2018 9:38 pm

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Johnathan Winthrop


Well this was a creepy ass building. He stared up at the derelict stone monolith to humanity's creation. Man those human's came up with some trippy shit. John's awe was tempered by the fact that the place looked like it housed a whole heap of ghosts. He took a drag on his blunt and exhaled the smoke.

He was curious one, and damn if that hadn't gotten him in some troubles and scrapes over the years. He also wasn't no pussy, so he peered inside the door and whistled lowly at how the time had damaged it.

His paws made quiet clicking noises against the floor and his hear twisted and turned on his neck as he looked all about himself,

"Ayoo, anyone here?" There were the scents of others in here, but that was true for almost everywhere in this place. John was kind of a stranger now to staying in one place. It had taken a long time to get here from the homestead, a time that hadn't been improved by him and Trinidad trailing all over the place.

What despicable lies you hide
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