Zack: He's offering up an ice-cold beverage from his chest-mounted 12-pack coolers.
Steve: "Yo, buds, it's me, Dervish, the partyingest mech on Solaris! Pull up a beach towel, grab a cold brew, and plug something into my arm outlets!"
Zack: "Wow! Couple of Jagermechs and an Awesome at 6 o'clock. Hey now, boys, don't look right at them, you'll scare them off!"
Steve: "Ohhhh ugh they're with an Archer! One of you two gets the Archer. Take one for the team."
Zack: He can mix drinks in his legs and if you critical hit his head a burrito will pop out of that triangle in his chest.
Steve: "What's up, baby? Is your name Kerensky? Cuz I ain't seen double heatsinks like those since I visited Strana Mechty."
Zack: Alright, now that's just gratuitous.
Don't expect me to bust out a story about a positive gym experience. My sole purpose is to tell you which hellish gyms to stay away from. My head is a lump of dough. It is comprised of water, yeast, and flour.
Classic pick up lines for the sleazebag who tends to overthink things.
Zack Parsons, Steve "Malak" Sumner, and friends tackle bizarre role playing game products that make them wonder, "What the fuck!?" From the early days of Gygax to contemporary role playing games, none will be spared.