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Bumpply Nose
L.O.D-D.O.B-06-17-1985 B.C.
Likes: Sitting under the bridge by the river
A succulent finger licking goat dinner
Dislikes: Material women
Shoes on horses
Ideal Date: Meet at sunset by the old bridge, near the mill, as the night grows cold the fire between us grows
Worst Date: I eat you under the bridge
Manifesto
While waiting in the shadows Legion of Death has developed it's primal senses. Senses that allow the chosen few to absorb and respond to what the masses have been shouting into the darkness. For years we have seen the Beast tear through those who tried and failed to destroy it. For too long we have seen the Beast control the minds and pockets of the youth. It is time to leave the safety of the familiar and battle the Beast. Legion of Death is slipping into the infrastructure; ingraining itself like a virus. We will wait. As the numbers grow the Beast will feel it's temperature rise. It will ooze from it's wounds and scars with infection. Legion of Death will rise. Forcing progression by design.

NOT T-SHIRTS



