Originally Posted by ThirdEmperor
Alright, fifteen million. Bring the cash to the edge of the swamp of doom by twelve 'o clock tonight, alone, and the power of a god shall be yours.
My clone will..Not me. I'm not an idiot.
Evolution...shut it. People are statistics, pawns and playtoys...for my delight.
"Well if you ain't shaking, there's something very wrong, cause this may be the last time you hear the Booooogie Soooong, woooaaah."
I make avatars, and stuff!
Vitruvian Hatter, by myself.