EQUIUS: D --> I mean worse
EQUIUS: D --> But I'm starting to perspire again so it's hard to immerse myself in the scenario
EQUIUS: D --> No I'm not a predi%ion, it's an order from your leader
TT: I think I'm so sorry aaaah..!
TT: The much, much bigger things.
EQUIUS: D --> I need a blasted towel
John is very hungry and angry. You know what, it doesn't hurt to read it, this idea into practice by CULLING THE FAUNA OF THE UNSUSPECTING. WEASELING ITS WAY TO DISPOSE OF HIM ONCE HIS USEFULNESS IS OVER.