your sick... really sick... I like that...
Really, but whats the fun if they cant shoot back? Might as well be taking down asteroids (at least they survive long enough to seriously scew you over).
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You deal death with your roars and your screams, your threats, your taunts, your overblown ego. I hand it out, one with the steel and the silence, the blackness around me, with a thought.