Archived talk:Jordan Black/@comment-4542064-20140828170447/@comment-25341114-20140902201628

"grammar perhaps..." he gifts, "also death. I am child of thanks, the man who tore my mother's life away. I have faced monsters and bled, screamed as giants shattered my ribs like glass!! I have heard the whispers of the dead, screaming for mercy. I have lived a thousand lives through the shouts of forsaken souls. I saw the streets of Chicago run red and black as ichor and the lifeblood of my companions spilled by the gallons! And I KNOW that WEAPONS ARE NOT TOYS!!!"