*five juggernaut warmachines and eight hellfire wardroids ce rolling on to the battleground.*
Wierd, I can handle cleanup, because my army was late, again.
*Surveys the battlefield, then the soldiers of Offtopic, before joining my troops around our gunships.*
Take five gents, return to base, the other guys will hand it.
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*Cough* Be my guest, but keep an eye out For Clyde, he lost contact with him while I was in the control center... [spoiler]Sips Tea[/spoiler]