Always keep your senses sharp when patrolling in an active warzone.
You never know what, or *who* you may encounter…
The game has changed. Say hello to the robots.
If you’re not willing to shell your own position, you’re not willing to win.
The final year for this trainwreck story.
The longer everything is going according to plan, the bigger the impending disaster…
In the chaos of combat, there are some things you just can’t unsee.
Dax falls overboard and nearly dies. Shenanigans ensue.
The best laid plans of Mechs and Men… gang aft agley.
Bickering, name-calling, malignant breast fondling and the aggressive brandishing of a dainty handbag heralded the tumultuous and rather public departure of a struggling Francesca from the dance floor. Dragged away from the riotous hen party by her beloved sparkly angel wings, miraculously surviving the Kobold’s antics throughout the evening. Now the flamboyant accessories were a twisted mess of silver and pink tinsel with the pretentious air of abstract art.