Squishy. He's squishy.
In related news, my legs have not yet been located.
Squishy. Primus. Squishy. Soon as I can walk again, I think I'm going to pop in and see this for myself.

[Ninja-edit to show off my new shiny icon!]

( Private to self [Anyone right down to Annabelle can hack this. BEWARE THE EMO.] )

Drinks tonight, the three of us, yes?
And I have two rules of my own.
1.) I get a second chance.
2.) You be nicer to the family.
Workable?

I better get to kill something, soon.
( Private to Sixshot )

Wait, they got Prime? Oh, that's it. Let's just wipe the bugs off this planet. Or at least Sector Eight.

Another day of too much drama and not enough fighting. Or at least fighting in the fun way. If the pattern holds true, all hell should break loose tomorrow ( Read more... )