Black Core
Sir MIMA & Leo Godfather
Imagine a cute, kind little belgian strolling down on the beach when suddenly an airstrike right in front his feet forces him to hold his breath for like 15 minutes because a mega-ultra-super-uber-gas is being spread by 3 little trolls with big mexican buritos in their hands. It's these kind of situations that make me fall on the floor (cuz I can't breath no more) and when I stand up again, I'm this godzilla-king kong-hydralisk-flying poltergeist who will do everything to squashe those trolls like little bugs and then steal their buritos so I can return to my normal shape again
ps: yes, I'm weird
ps: yes, I'm weird