“Like the clever puzzles that make up their dungeons? How about 120 shrines that distill them into their purest form?”

No more raining or a way to climb in the rain. For the love of all that is good and right with the world, please NO MORE DAMN RAIN.

I lost my virginity to a guy with Insane Clown Posse tattoos (plural, as in more than one) during a snow storm with 90s techno setting the mood. I regret nothing.

Cambot, Servo, Crow, Gypsy

For fuck snakes