GOOD AFTERNOON.
I JUST SWAM UP FROM THE INKY DEPTHS OF YOUR GREATEST FEARS WITH MY INSANE NEEDLE TEETH, MOUTHFUL OF ALIEN BRAINS AND FACE WITH A BUTTHOLE IN THE MIDDLE OF IT TO ENSURE THAT YOU WON’T SLEEP FOR WEEKS KNOWING THAT I AM NOT A MOVIE PROP BUT RATHER SOMETHING YOU CAN ENCOUNTER SIMPLY BY VENTURING A COUPLE HUNDRED FEET BELOW THE SURFACE OF THE VAST AND ONLY BARELY EXPLORED OCEAN, WHERE EVERYTHING IS COBBLED TOGETHER FROM NIGHTMARES AND JELLY THE FURTHER DOWN YOU GO.
The Committee to Nuke Elysium 