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Me: what character is that? Lol
???: ...
Me is it collab skin? It looks like TwoMad haha
???: Twomad? Heh that bastard is no more
Me: wh- who are you 😨
TwoMad.EXE: I'm you worst nightmare 👹👿
>Four Wretches break into my Lost Sector.
>"What the Saint?" As I grab my rebreather and slug shotgun.
>Blow a Herealways-sized hole through the first Wretch, he's dead on the spot.
>Draw my Shock Pistol on the second man, miss him entirely because it's smallbore and nails the neighbor's War Beast.
>I have to resort to the Scorch Cannon mounted at the top of the stairs loaded with shock charges, "Velaask lads!" the Scorch Cannon incinerates two Dregs in the blast, the sound and extra Arc energy set off Pike alarms.
>Fix shock bayonet and charge the last terrified rapscallion.
>He bleeds out waiting on the Servitors to arrive since Shock Blade wounds are impossible to stitch up.
>Just as the founding Kells intended.
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