01-22-2020, 08:26 PM
[align=center][div style="width:70%; text-align: justify; padding: 1px; font-family: helvetica;"]Well, this was interesting. Lemy eyed the paper, rereading the message a second time. The game seemed fun. He could admit that at least. Participating would be difficult given his current condition but fuck it, right? Maybe winning would alleviate his nasty mood. And it'd give him an excuse to brain some people, even if it'd be with paint and not with...rocks or something. He rummaged for his beat-up pencil and jotted his name down on the line in neat cursive.