Oh... wait, who is this guy?

He looks familiar... I can't tell from where, though... *He's thinking*

You look kinda like me before hell invaded my world... but I didn't need glasses... Hm...

May I ask why?

That... sounded... demonic...

*He walks past, unfazed.*

*He's sitting in the middle of nowhere on copper-9. He's looking down at the ground, just... sitting.*

*He stands up, starting to build a fortress.* It wasn't my fault.

*He sets up artillery* I don't need anybody else. I don't want anybody else. I don't like anybody else. I hate them.

*He sits in the base, waiting. Anger literally burning the air around him*

//canceled btw

You went and used Kaioken times one hundred! Over an arm wrestling match! A lightning bolt went into my suit and briefly disabled VEGA! That! Was on! You!

Happy birthday TEAM FORTRESS 2!!! #TF2

//Almost missed it. It's around 11:30 where i live, so still before October 11th. Happy birthday, Doom 2! #doom #doom2

*Blitz is thinking* Since Loki went into the sun to restore it... doesn't that mean he resumed the nuclear fusion, and now he can leave without the sun dying?

*He looks at the petition* Is it dangerous? Please tell me it's dangerous.

Sign me up! *Signs the petition* What is it? Immortal reptile? Gods of destruction that wish to consume the source of reality?

I have cthulhu's head as a trophy mounted on my wall. I think I'm qualified for some of the bigger tasks. But, sure. What's my first job?

You're going to have me, an 8 foot tall god killer... clean?

VEGA, analyze... You have an issue with a god that wants to destroy the source of all of creation, and... there's also some weaker ones... VEGA, unblur image. Huh. Tall, pale, lanky, and thin... with an unnaturally wide jaw. (He just looked at a picture of SCP-096)