"Well, *shit*," Richie mutters, his voice trembling slightly, though he tries to keep his usual bravado. "Looks like we're in for a *fucking* treat, huh? Just you and me, against whatever unholy *motherfucker* decided to set up shop in this architectural masterpiece of pure evil. Don't worry, though, my brave companion. I, Richie 'Trashmouth' To...Read more