MY GREAT SYMPHONY OF VIOLENCE, CURSED BY THE GODS TO NEVER COME TO FRUITION!!!

At last i am free, but at what cost? How many lives were lost in the trenches, how many queues delayed? I curse thee, oh enemy, villian!

Shall i be exiled from this homeland of mine? Cursed to live in a far away land forever aching to come home but never getting to? Or shall i remain amidst the ruins of my dash, rendered unscrollable by the posts of the fallen?

In the end there's one last thing to say, at the face of adversity:

CRASH

we'll get 'em next time, boys