Trol Seasson 2/3

 
 










It’s the superherpe himself, JOHN ASHCROFT! When you were just a wee tyke shooting hoops alone in the basketball court, he came to you and invited you to his wondrous world of the Netherlands. He gave you the EVIL EYE that lets you see into the Inside OUt whenever you had a spare bit of MANA and a few STOCK OPTIONS. You made so many great friends here when you were a young’un, rampaging around the WELFARE MAZE or balancing on the edge of the PRECIPICE OF SUPPLY SIDE. You trust John Ashcroft implicitly.




Oh, and it looks like the other Avengers are Assembling down in the WELFARE MAZE! Look, it’s Robin and Batman! Those guys are the FACIAL RECOGNITION DEVELOPERS for John Ashcroft’s next bid for “four more years”. You don’t know exactly what it’s four more years of. When you try to contemplate the political situation here, your VISION gets fuzzy.











You can’t PUNCH anyone here without PHYSICALLY EXISTING IN THE DARK PLACE! You instead throw your crystal basketball at her a few times.

































Oh, come on.










Ok.






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