[18:44:01] Maren von Westefeld: Gonna mount it to my thing
[18:44:02] Maren von Westefeld: Yes
[18:44:14] Nancy Sweetwater: :o
[18:46:42] Maren von Westefeld: The thing is massive
[18:46:54] *** Maren von Westefeld vibrates. ***
[13:07:24] Maren von Westefeld: Paint Maren's face on the hull
[13:07:40] Maren von Westefeld: Like that picture where she waved at the colleagues of the necrophile guy
[1:59:42 PM] Valhalla, Jr.: Nyx could you not shove it down our fucking throats thank you
[1:59:45 PM | Edited 1:59:47 PM] Valhalla, Jr.: =)
[1:59:46 PM] ~(˘▾˘~): no
[1:59:58 PM] ~(˘▾˘~): stop struggling
[2:00:00 PM] ~(˘▾˘~): it'll only make it hurt more
[00:16:58] Nancy Sweetwater: While I break down your defenses to reach your core and hit it over and over again
[00:17:07] Nancy Sweetwater: Until you make me splatter apart.
This Galaxy is vast; its wonders and beauty are almost unfathomable. But the galaxy also hides dark secrets, some of which have lain dormant since the beginning of time itself. There is a danger in secrets, both in seeking and in knowing. Some things are meant to be hidden from view. Some mysteries defy understanding, and sometimes even the things we think we know are untrue. Some secrets should remain untouched.