a v. v. srs dehiatus
[On a cliff, overlooking the Center of Camp (trust me, we have one, it's super dramatic) a lone warrior is carrying the limp form of her comrade (in this case, a very floppy moogle with a pointy head). BUT WHAT'S THIS??? She must face down dozens, nay, perhaps hundreds of adversaries!!!]
Well, honestly now. I suppose I should say something cool about the price of freedom, then.
[..... which is really not all that exciting given that they are robots about the size of a chicken with little to no combat capabilities whatsoever.]
[yeah she's just kind of kicking them away]
Well, honestly now. I suppose I should say something cool about the price of freedom, then.
[..... which is really not all that exciting given that they are robots about the size of a chicken with little to no combat capabilities whatsoever.]
[yeah she's just kind of kicking them away]