WOKE UP, OPENED MY PALMHUSK, AND THE BEAM OF PURE, ALL-ANNIHILATING WHOLESOMENESS FROM ALL OF THESE RIDICULOUS CHITTS ABOUT VRISKA SERKET CLIPPED THE FRONT OF MY EXPRESSION PLATE BEFORE I COULD MOVE OUT OF THE WAY IN TIME. NOW ALL THAT'S LEFT ARE MY HORNS AND A BLEACHED SKULL. UN-FUCKING-ACCEPTABLE. I WILL BRING BALANCE BACK TO THE FORCE MOMENTARILY.
Kult: +61
Kull: +35
Total: 96
Ratio: 1.74





