Descent Into… My Pants
Monday, May 11th, 2009Where we’re going we don’t NEED roads.
That’s right, it was time for some face time with the big bad himself, and the lone “dude” in the way was the General Vezax. But then he died. My bad.
So yeah, coolness. It’s time to play home and away with an Old God. Some moons ago a bit of an old God had some serious pew pew lasers and caused us some concern. But then we smashed him. Tune in next time when we’ve smashed this new Old God. (And or someone find some screenies of the missing watchers, because like, you know who watches the watchers? WE DO. (and by watch, I mean kill)



