Ssssssssss,And then on the very same day I met Spanish Serpentine.
Take the paint off of my wall.
Kill the painted trolls.
If you don't understand that last bit,
go play Oblivion or something.
It might help.
PRAISE THE LORD
OUR SAVIOR HAS COME
Quote of the Day: "No man of woman born should ever be allowed to refer to himself as a "principal" unless the motherfucker had suplexed a deer. - Some spoony bard."
My name, good sir or madam, is Sir Beowulf The Third, Esquire, I expect you to call me as so.
^ How I play Scout.
It's not even his final form.
Bidoof for S tier.
I should hunt down the sprite splicer and murder them violently.
Grassy Troll Conspiracy.
Cloak and Swagger.
That looks like the offspring of a coked up chipmunk and an Aztec centaur.