*Hands clasped* *Head bowed* OH! RNGeezus, I come to thee early this week, with no request for myself. Nay, rather I come to thee with prayers of Random Blessing for my fellow Myrmidons, that they may complete their final pillaging of the hallowed Vault this eve and emerge with Glass spoils aplenty, and Mythoclasts shiny. OH! RNGeezus, bless my fellows that they may succeed in their venture without me, for I must forsake them to the Vault tonight that I may instead turn my focuses to pillaging of a different form (*wink wink*). OH! RNGEEZUS, I BESEECH YOU! LET THE MYRMIDONS RUN SO STRONG THAT THE VAULT ITSELF BLEEDS THE INCANDESCENT SLIME OF OUR ENEMY! LET THEM CRACK THE HULLS OF OUR FOES SO VERILY, AND WITH SUCH THUNDER THAT SPACE ITSELF QUIVERS, AND THE HIVE QUAKE IN THEIR HOLES ON THE MOON! AND RNGEEZUS, MAKE IT SO, THAT AS TIME RENDS ASUNDER, WE OBTAIN THE RANKS OF GODS THAT EVEN CROTA BREAKS HIS KNEES IN HIS HASTE TO BOW TO US! *Raises head* *Hefts the Sword of Crota* A-blam!-INGMEN!