"I don't know what you're trippin on," Roch said bluntly. "But you're standin' in the way of me and goin' back to bein' able to walk properly and play guitar, so y'gotta die."
He grinned, viciously, and attacked again. He ripped the jacker's throat out with his teeth, then spit out a mouthful of fur, wiping at his mouth with his paw. He at least hoped he got the chance to get cleaned up before he saw Amphi.
Cuz he'd always known who the real monster in the closet was. But she didn't need to.
Roch the Jester Treat
Faction: Amityville
Element: Dark
HP: 10/20
Attack: +3
NOT under the influence
Keys: Glass Key, Blood Key, Toxic Key
Fragments: 3
