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Malachai begins his jounrey to gather the posse of fucking doom and destruction, making way towards his first stop: Dralikin's House.
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| Goddamn, cracker better not be all drunk again... | |
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To the hero's complete lack of suprise, he finds Dralikin sauced and pulled over by cops..
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| Soy El Pollo Diablo! Buahahah, BOOZE! Stfu n00b! I'll cutchu! | |
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| Right. Anyways, I need a posse to help me kill the frenchies. We must cleanse the world of their shitty multiplaying crap! | |
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| Booze!!!!! haha-wait, do I getta use my k-bar? | |
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