DeAr DiGiGoD: MoRE! more! MORE!!!!!! MaKe mY eARS bLeEd A RiVeR! My EyEs DrIp LiKe JeLLy fRoM tHeIR SOCkETS!!!!!! I dEmANd PAIN fROm YoUr InFERNaL MAcHInE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! OnWaRd!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
[yes, it would appear... krieg likes the screamers? alright then buddy]
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[It's cold.
Krieg has gotten forcibly used to cold, being from Pandora. But this is a different kind of cold. Somehow, it's deeper, digging down to his bones. Being shirtless is just kind of how he rolls, and he's not changed that yet-- so anyone who's decided to take in this shivering, massive beast of a man is going to get him squished into whatever little shelter they've found. Probably curled into a ball in the corner, which is still a very large, kind of intimidating ball.
After mostly keeping to himself in an attempt to warm up, Krieg will abruptly shout:]
THE HILLS ARE ALIVE WITH THE SOUND OF MUSIC--
[And there it is, louder footsteps up above. What he's calling attention to.]
krieg | borderlands
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