Doing missions. Fear and loathing in Burger King. Chaos. Nihilism. Masochistically striving to transcend all that which I already know I'm no higher than, but do so anyways for the hopeless romantic points. Destroying my sanity. Exploring hell. Cute girls.
Bodyguards. Preferably professional mercenaries and Shadowrunners who will escort me to Super Walmart.
The MIDI sound track to Final Fantasy 5 and 6.
No thanks.
No thanks.
No thanks.
Steve