Brutally vengeful art formed in the bowls of the Twin Cities. Like a unicorn spearing its prey, having so little patience it completely shreds the kittens into tiny morsels of sweet bloody pulp candies. The taste of blood has ruined many a creature, there is a simplistic aura surrounding the violence, drawing you in, just close enough to feel the power, but still leaving an unconquered taste in your soul. So you go back and try it again and again. Getting your senses tugged and thwarted back and forth by the punishing beauty of the hunt.
Jump to navigation. Brutally vengeful art formed in the bowls of the Twin Cities. The taste of blood has ruined many a creature, there is a simplistic aura surrounding the violence, drawing you in, just close enough to feel the power, but still leaving an unconquered taste in your soul.