Post by Blake Jones on Jun 11, 2020 21:50:59 GMT
A man with dark shaggy hair and an unkempt beard sat alone in one of the private lounges of the honey bee inn. It was a lovely room, with damask wallpaper and long velvet curtains, that was marred only by the presence of the vagrant himself.
His filthy trench coat was laid across a king sized bed just a few feet away. His bulging brown eyes were fixed on the coat pocket as he struggled against his bungee cord and duct tape restraints. It was a common kink for some visitors of the wall market but not the case for Blake Jones.
This was all a terrible misunderstanding! He groaned quietly to himself as acceptance of his fate settled in. He wasn’t trying to solicit any of those dancers for anything lewd. He just preferred preaching to a captive audience. The people of Midgar deserved to hear the truth but the people on the street refused to listen. They dismissed his ramblings as that of a mad man!
Blake was pretty sure he was the only sane man left on this goddess forsaken planet.
tag: Dart
His filthy trench coat was laid across a king sized bed just a few feet away. His bulging brown eyes were fixed on the coat pocket as he struggled against his bungee cord and duct tape restraints. It was a common kink for some visitors of the wall market but not the case for Blake Jones.
This was all a terrible misunderstanding! He groaned quietly to himself as acceptance of his fate settled in. He wasn’t trying to solicit any of those dancers for anything lewd. He just preferred preaching to a captive audience. The people of Midgar deserved to hear the truth but the people on the street refused to listen. They dismissed his ramblings as that of a mad man!
Blake was pretty sure he was the only sane man left on this goddess forsaken planet.
tag: Dart
