Anti Scrub Movement - V [ASM]

Eat Scrubs, Breathe Scrubs, Sleep Scrubs

Legend tells of a legendary guardian whose power of the light were the stuff of legend. The guardian, his identity hidden beneath his flowing robe and wide-brimmed hat, hand on his hand cannon. He traveled the land in search of worthy foes. The guardian sits at a table drinking tea and gnawing on his spicy ramen. The door BLASTS open. The FALLEN GANG rushes in and surrounds him. I see you like to CHEW! Maybe you should chew on my FIST! The guardian said nothing for his mouth was full. Then, he swallowed. And then, he spoke. Enough talk. Let's FIGHT! SHASHABOOEY!

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• Created March 09, 2018