Well, it's been a while since update. Now, to refresh your memory of the last chapter:
An excerpt from OmegaWrath's acclaimed It's a ghost's world, what can you do?
All: SON OF A BITCH!
That aughta fill you in.
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Marine 1: Oh fuck, it's the protoss!
Protoss dude: Damn fuckin' right, human! Protoss hordes, ATTACK!
Protoss hordes: Fuck that. It's our lunch hour.
Protoss dude: What fucking lunch hour? You don't have any fucking mouths! How do eat?
Protoss hordes: shifty eyes Gee, thanks. You just had to go and ruin it, didn't you, Mr.-fucking-know-it-all, didn't you? Fuck this. I'm gonna go get a mouth. Anyone know were MJ got his nose?
Protoss dude: … WTF?
Myriad zerglings: WE'LL EAT YOUR FUCKING SOUL! Proceed to do so
Protoss dude: having soul eaten SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!
Marines:… Holy shit.
Myriad zerglings: HUMANS! EAT!
Marine 1: We're boned.
All: Yeah, probably right.
Will the marines have their souls eaten? Will Marine 1 ever found his band of psychics? Will the protoss hordes find MJ's plastic surgeon and get mouths? I don't know. Oh well.
