Posts from Sacred Haven of Debauchery
What shall we name the establishment?
There aren't many people here today.
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.
G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal
Depressing, utterly so. That's just my opinion.
If you evaluate them as a pair, both of them would have to be cremated. While they're still alive.
But first, we need to grab him by the legs, shake him well, and see what comes out.
O_o......???
As if you haven't chased gnomes around before.
We're all human.
Цикл кампаний "Дыхание Смерти" из трёшки в четвёртом исполнении
Учебная карта
Астралия
За Королеву!
Подземелья и Дьяволы
Отголоски войны
Освобождение
Ah, but on weekends, it's almost always like that.
Yeah, I basically have a continuous day off until around 11. I don't even remember what day of the week it is, honestly.
But taking advantage of this break, with my broken player and a dead phone battery, I decided to refresh my physics knowledge. It's great to understand everything *nervously glances at those giggling in the corner*.

За всем следят машины благодати и любви.
*nervously glanced at those giggling on the sidelines*
*looked at those nervously giggling on the sidelines*
Цикл кампаний "Дыхание Смерти" из трёшки в четвёртом исполнении
Учебная карта
Астралия
За Королеву!
Подземелья и Дьяволы
Отголоски войны
Освобождение

За всем следят машины благодати и любви.
Ugh, Wesker, you are a non-canonical heretic!
I'm going to disappoint you, but here, few people care about that.
*followed by a complex series of insults in the style of Wesker*
bleh
Цикл кампаний "Дыхание Смерти" из трёшки в четвёртом исполнении
Учебная карта
Астралия
За Королеву!
Подземелья и Дьяволы
Отголоски войны
Освобождение
Yeah, I actually have a continuous day off until the 11th.
I'll disappoint you, but I'm not very interested in what you're interested in, or not interested in, and so on.
*followed by a complex series of insults in the style of Wesker*
bleh
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.
G.K. Chesterton: English Hymnal


