Gog, sister, I’m sorry, but after all that constant yapping about how strong you are, instantly giving up when things get slightly challenging is pretty PATHETIC. You’re the reason we’re IN THIS MESS (even if I still blame Mottom more(
I once asked the god of a small village “why do you let death claim your flock? Surely you have the power to defend such a meagre domain from her hungry talons.” To my surprise, he replied “because to be a god that welcomes death is far less…troublesome, than to be a god that brings life.” I think of his words often, as I somehow know deep in my being they are right; yet, that makes the mystery as to why so much more perplexing, and provides no further peace to the pain in the parting of ways.
righteous anger charging?
holy shit we were first.
a first!
Is it gonna be a resurrection or a yelling? Place your bets!
Yellurrection
Reslling
Now Alison can show the angels that their expectations will not be met this cycle.
The Rare and Coveted Reverse Fridging
First cio and now the dude (forgot his name)
Microwaving
Alison is holding up pretty well for a woman who was just stabbed clean through the abdomen. I wonder where her breaking point is.
Gog, sister, I’m sorry, but after all that constant yapping about how strong you are, instantly giving up when things get slightly challenging is pretty PATHETIC. You’re the reason we’re IN THIS MESS (even if I still blame Mottom more(
Strength is just a word. The mightiest king is merely the greatest failure in the universe.
I don’t know what it is, but I’m starting to think Zaid may not be the heir.
He’s still got it in him. Give him a few seconds and he’ll be up and at ’em
Rage power up?
mf is still a donut
“but you’re still coming to work tomorrow, right?”
I once asked the god of a small village “why do you let death claim your flock? Surely you have the power to defend such a meagre domain from her hungry talons.” To my surprise, he replied “because to be a god that welcomes death is far less…troublesome, than to be a god that brings life.” I think of his words often, as I somehow know deep in my being they are right; yet, that makes the mystery as to why so much more perplexing, and provides no further peace to the pain in the parting of ways.