MWAHAHAHAHA!......*coughs*
MWAHAHAHAHA!......*coughs*
PSN - AzureNyx.
Okay who found my secret collection of undead steves?
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Things to learn: Learn to stop blowing self up with Explosives, this is detrimental to Ark Hunters life.
Originally Posted by Obderiath
The Assassin Unicorn..... >_> yeah it was the Assassin Unicorn!
They stole my chainsaw collection too.
PSN - AzureNyx.
It was I. They started to smell pretty bad.
The clock goes round and round.
Where it goes nobody knows.
Except those few who don't try and loose.
The clock keeps ticking as fortune glooms.
Fore those who are loose with what they choose.
The clock keeps ticking over those bafoons while the watchful eye always looms.
Wait.... So my assassin unicorns are innocent? Dang.... Was hoping they would cause some chaos for me. Useless buggers... *is hornpaled*
PSN - AzureNyx.
Sounds painful. You need some assistance there?
The clock goes round and round.
Where it goes nobody knows.
Except those few who don't try and loose.
The clock keeps ticking as fortune glooms.
Fore those who are loose with what they choose.
The clock keeps ticking over those bafoons while the watchful eye always looms.
Nah it'll be fine. Duct tape will fix it. So.... Who wants venison for lunch?
PSN - AzureNyx.
Me. I do! I do!
The clock goes round and round.
Where it goes nobody knows.
Except those few who don't try and loose.
The clock keeps ticking as fortune glooms.
Fore those who are loose with what they choose.
The clock keeps ticking over those bafoons while the watchful eye always looms.
*has an assassin unicorn slowly roasting over a flame*
Good thing Duskky isn't here, he'd confiscate all of AUs from me. I still have the army of undead chainsaw wielding mad scientists though.
PSN - AzureNyx.
Some unicorn meat sounds lovely. Mmmmm.
The clock goes round and round.
Where it goes nobody knows.
Except those few who don't try and loose.
The clock keeps ticking as fortune glooms.
Fore those who are loose with what they choose.
The clock keeps ticking over those bafoons while the watchful eye always looms.
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