by Azathoth » Wed Sep 26, 2007 9:47 pm
"Sure... I'll do the best I can... as for being the only one with legs..." She lifts up her large furry rabbit foot and looks at it. "Not exactly normal... but at least made for walking..." She walks over to the shore, turns her back to Sheena, and crouches down. "Put your hands around my neck and I can carry you... somewhere. I still have no idea where we are..."
Over the centuries, mankind has tried many ways of combating the forces of evil...prayer, fasting, good works and so on. Up until Doom, no one seemed to have thought about the double-barrel shotgun. Eat leaden death, demon...