sir that’s my emotional support voidwalker

i love seeing a really big dick dps facetanking an absolute mountain of quest mobs and I kite more over to them and watch as they pulverize them for me. it’s like dropping fresh fruit into one of those industrial shredders. it’s like i’m a seagull dropping crabs onto a road and letting cars run them over before i go back and pluck the tender meat from the crushed shells. it’s like i’m throwing table scraps to a rabid dog

No more cottagecore i am throwing a molotov in the cottage

please please let me out of the plastic cup please i promise i wont jump at you and crawl on your clothes please

goes psppspspsspsps at the unfathomable horror hunting me for sport