03-12-2021, 04:31:18 AM
LGGZ suddenly realizes, out of nowhere, that the cult of the obscure is probably not located around here. It would probably be faster to hunt them down in a different way. The forcefield down, he immediately vacates his shell, leaving a normal lawn gnome behind. In far distant pastures, a different lawn gnome is suddenly armed to the teeth, and ready to kill kings, presidents, and capitalists.
I am the They who says it!