A friend died tonight doing something really stupid when told he shouldn't, I dumped my L85A2 into a tent (with copious amounts of ammo) to go and rescue his M240 & kit as he asked, only to have the game delete
I am so f'ing pissed off!
Post count isn't an intelligence meter.
During the rectification of the Vuldronaii the Traveler came as a large, moving Torb. Then, during the third reconciliation of the last of the Meketrex supplicants they chose a new form for him—that of a giant Sloar! Many Shubs and Zuuls knew what it was to be roasted in the depths of the Sloar that day, I can tell you.
Musek: "InnocentCriminal - a Chuck Norris of the TPU - knows what you are about to type and he WILL type it faster than you."