Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5543592-20141115020857/@comment-5543592-20141116005825

Tomas swung open the pantry and was surprised by what he saw. No meat! Everything else you could imagine, but no meat. No bother. Frankly, he was sick of the taste of rat. It was all meat tasted like now. He picked out a tomato and bit into it, before shutting the pantry. He approached Utahsi, snacking on his tomato.

"Where are you from?" His accent was think, like he had been born and raised in the bowels of Dublin. Of course, that's impossible.