Right!| Imagine me this!
In Death City, the shade is everywhere.| Imagine me this!
This post is messier than my usual fare. I just had to get the procedures out of my head.| Imagine me this!
Combat is not a math problem.| Imagine me this!
The Deathrig is a modular exo-consequence chassis. A second self. A blade-body. A shameful godshell. And once you’ve worn it, you’ll never feel whole without it.| Imagine me this!
I ain't Vulnavia, and her Lovely Dark. But there will be plenty of GUNs| Imagine me this!