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First time I fought him I thought I’d be clever and had everyone cast -aga spells while wearing reflect rings. It worked all the way up until he got super pissed and started spamming Meteor until everyone was dead, no breaks in between. It did make me lol a bit.

I’m pretty sure most of these shortcomings can be overcome by simply waiting for the FFXV.5 International REmixcodEd Expanded Director’s Cut Game Awards Show Participation Ribbon (GASPR) ChoCObo Versus edition (v.2.0.9a) that’ll come out in 6 months and then be delayed until December.

Tumblr will be balls-over-heels, but that’s already its standard operation.

I saw Reedus and del Toro fuse into a Daryl-inspired Pacific Rim mech that began to tear Konami apart.

Her shoes aren’t the most flattering but they look like they’d help her swim fast if she needed to.

Extremely relevant to my interests. Thank you very much.

Gladiolus, Noctis, Prompto, and Ignis.

That’s a great example, and you (optimally) shouldn’t be too upset about it because often the better character loses. It’s something of an ironic theme in the Death Battle series.

Cross-world mash-ups are usually skewed towards the iteration’s preference. Amazing as the work is, it’s just a lightning rod for nerd raeg and flawed without the creators’ input.

Holy crap. We’re Back: A Dinosaur’s Story. Haven’t thought of that movie in yeeeears.

“Oooh, I hope my game wins a Steamy!

STOP CRUSHING DREAMS, TESLA. LET REALITY DO IT. IT’S LITERALLY IT’S JOB, METAPHORICALLY SPEAKING.

Or a stack of pack-fresh Black Lotuses the kids somehow pulled from Pokémon boosters.

In ongoing news, the tire-and-mercury-sundae-garbage-fire that was once US political discourse continues to rage on.

While still miffed that we didn’t get a Decepticon playset, Fortress Maximus does look cozy chilling over by my Generations Metroplex. Plus he has a Headmaster that will be a lot more difficult to lose than average!

Or remembers the Evony ads and all the positive buzz they created.

Mmmm, the fresh smell of vintage dank. Gotta love’m.