ten times faster than a train, i slide on the terrain, leaving a fog of dust and i phase throught the dungeon during my sliding. in front of me, there is konblade standing.
Daveman, they did effect me. I said I begin to bleed earlier. Cloaking fades, and I take more damage from the other rounds. I fall to the groung silent and lying in a pool of blood, and psionic liquids that had powered my Ghost abilites.
no, that didnt made sense, we are on different planes. 1/10 of the matter in the universe is visible, while the rest isn't, think of me as being visible, and in another plane. that means you dont know or will never know i was there, not even have the feeling. you could be reading my post and three ethereal dogs could be running around you.
*i stare at kerrigan's rack with the hapiness of knowing i can't be seen, touched or interacted with*
oh, please notice my armor is still in its cosmical cocoon up there in the cold deep space.
Daveman, what did I tell you? It's pointless to interact with Wormskull, nothing good comes of it. Just ignore him. Besides, he's just spamming now, he's not even working off of this new game, or even playing the game at all.
*Cracks Daveman in the head with his generator again*
*centrifuges the matrix of the astral world energies to bind kerrigan's foot on the floor.* as her foot torns with the floor and waves of blood from broken veins comes out, i slip a comment to stryke: dude i am playing in the game, you're just too busy to go reach me in the cold deep space.