Greetings to you all, and I hope your holiday of choice has been enjoyable and fun.
There's honestly not a great deal one can say about this biography. We clearly have here an individual who is on a level of brilliance far beyond our ken. Timid questions from lowly hoi polloi are met with cold disdain. One whose tempeture has reached critical level has no time for such Earthly concerns!
Those who would approach him in the guise of a mere superhuman are callously cast aside. "RP=LAME" he intones, a hand cast imperiously to a corner of the earth where he cannot be subjected to your foul presence. Just to drive home his point as you dejectedly drag yourself from his sight he activates his legendary Gay-Dar and lo and behold! It points squarely on you, peasant.
In a truly magnanimous show of generousity, however, he will allow you to regard his divine visage and will in fact enlighten seekers as to the origin of his looks. "I am sparta Insect!" he declares, kicking a passing pedestrian into a bottomless pit. "Insect PVE, Robo Insect, Roman Suit!" He is not bound by physical laws of appearance. His final visage is so heavenly, so perfect, that for us to gaze upon it before he has worked upon it we would be struck utterly blind.
I barely survived my encounter with him. Such tempeture... It was far too critical for such as I.
There's honestly not a great deal one can say about this biography. We clearly have here an individual who is on a level of brilliance far beyond our ken. Timid questions from lowly hoi polloi are met with cold disdain. One whose tempeture has reached critical level has no time for such Earthly concerns!
Those who would approach him in the guise of a mere superhuman are callously cast aside. "RP=LAME" he intones, a hand cast imperiously to a corner of the earth where he cannot be subjected to your foul presence. Just to drive home his point as you dejectedly drag yourself from his sight he activates his legendary Gay-Dar and lo and behold! It points squarely on you, peasant.
In a truly magnanimous show of generousity, however, he will allow you to regard his divine visage and will in fact enlighten seekers as to the origin of his looks. "I am sparta Insect!" he declares, kicking a passing pedestrian into a bottomless pit. "Insect PVE, Robo Insect, Roman Suit!" He is not bound by physical laws of appearance. His final visage is so heavenly, so perfect, that for us to gaze upon it before he has worked upon it we would be struck utterly blind.
I barely survived my encounter with him. Such tempeture... It was far too critical for such as I.
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