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And then you realize that you're holding the gun the wrong way... BUT IT'S TOO LATE! I'm trying to teach the mage not to attack his own units with luck!!!
And suddenly, you find yourself inside a giant microwave. The ice cream is melting, and the mountains are gone. :
I aim my sniper rifle (at the old man I was recently running away from).
O God of Earth and Altar, Bow down and hear our cry, Our earthly rulers falter, Our people drift and die, The walls of gold entomb us, The swords of scorn divide, Take not thy thunder from us, Take away our pride.
And then they treat you like a newbie and reject you! (no offense!) I'm afraid my Titan will step on its creator! (please, come up with something more original, otherwise it might actually step on me!)
However, the titan makes a very friendly expression and gently pats you on the head. You worried for nothing.
I bury the unfortunate old man...
O God of Earth and Altar, Bow down and hear our cry, Our earthly rulers falter, Our people drift and die, The walls of gold entomb us, The swords of scorn divide, Take not thy thunder from us, Take away our pride.
And to my surprise, I discover that instead of sugar, I put salt in my tea.
I'm cleaning my boots...
O God of Earth and Altar, Bow down and hear our cry, Our earthly rulers falter, Our people drift and die, The walls of gold entomb us, The swords of scorn divide, Take not thy thunder from us, Take away our pride.
...and it turned out that a metal brush was used to clean them, now they can only be thrown away:rolleyes: I'm looking for an answer to a nagging question...
P.S. my signature is still intact;)
Tomorrow holds no promises Except the ones we've made
Отдай свои прошлые сны, В сомненьях себя обрети, В бешеном танце душа кружится! Не думай, что будет потом, Здесь и сейчас мы живем, Стань хоть на миг сам собой, слышишь!
...a nasty thief catches her mid-air and disappears.
I'm playing on my phone...
O God of Earth and Altar, Bow down and hear our cry, Our earthly rulers falter, Our people drift and die, The walls of gold entomb us, The swords of scorn divide, Take not thy thunder from us, Take away our pride.