Otremira wrote:King Aimeric IV walked into the saloon. He looked around the room, and saw a woman with purple hair holding a blood-covered scythe, a rotten corpse lying on the floor, and a very drunk looking woman with a gun.
“What in the name of God himself is happening here?”
A man wearing weary US WW2 fatigues, except with the red star slapped on the helmet and clothes just decided to answer with a smug grin in his face.
"Sh*tstorm, as somewhat always."