“I tell ya what, boy. You might think it disturbing, beeing hit by lightning all the time. Beeing pushed around like a dog and shouted at all day. And sometimes the soul supreme throws me in the arena and watch me ripping other heroes apart. I didn’t choose this live either. But I learned to love it. And there is nothing better than the smell of burning flesh in the mornig. Even if it is your own. Thehehehe.”
There is just one true guild and it is called ‘OpenBar’
I showed up late to the “Open Bar” members’ meeting, again. Everyone was passed out drunk, again. I’m starting to think “Open Bar” is nothing more than a private drinking club.
Now he’s got balls (and he’ll get by with a little help from a friend)
19:29 A Godville Administrator kept insisting that I had to reach the checkpoint before moving on to the next level. Oh well, I guess I’ll just have to teach him a lesson.
19:30 A thousand bolts of lightning struck all around my foe without hitting it. Just when I was about to complain about your aim, the Godville Administrator turned to ash. Nice one, Almighty.