“Wandering lost in the frozen tundra of Fairfax college land, the chariots come upon a hoard of rabid sorority gals...lustful for play and blood!
But the chariot wheels spin without ground moving! and the blades are denied smooth flesh. the girls push the road warriors about, frollicking and scoring, with no real damage.
Hail to Chainmail who is blessed by the gaze of the Gods! Upgrade with thy new gift given by the zons, Blodge! Works for the beauties, works for me!
And the ladies pay the charioteers well for a good time. Enough money to open the ground itself, and call forth the Dark Avenger from Hell's depth! Roar into the icy dead night! Let thy prey quake knowing you are hot on the trail!
snowchains to the tires, the charioteers press onward, through the blizzard!”
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But the chariot wheels spin without ground moving! and the blades are denied smooth flesh. the girls push the road warriors about, frollicking and scoring, with no real damage.
Hail to Chainmail who is blessed by the gaze of the Gods! Upgrade with thy new gift given by the zons, Blodge! Works for the beauties, works for me!
And the ladies pay the charioteers well for a good time. Enough money to open the ground itself, and call forth the Dark Avenger from Hell's depth! Roar into the icy dead night! Let thy prey quake knowing you are hot on the trail!
snowchains to the tires, the charioteers press onward, through the blizzard!”