T-K-Ryder

There are some things I can always count on during a zombie apocalypse: the car won't start, batteries will die at the most critical moment possible, and someone's going to wander off to investigate that "strange noise" by themselves. But there's something else I can count on: you, T-K-Ryder. Yes, your fave of my art has proven that when the undead hordes come knocking down my walls, you'll be right there alongside me, blasting away or revving your chainsaw to defend the stronghold. Thank you my friend. With that in mind, I can sleep easier tonight, knowing that we have a chance for survival.

Thank You for the Fav on the Blue Ring Octopus!

Thanks for the fave.

Your fave of my art was like a whirlwind of truth in the tornado alley of lies that is this dreary cosmos. Thank you! Thank you now and a hundred times more for blowing away the trailer park of deception that had haunted my soul, carried away in your cyclonic beauty. Thank you for being my whirlwind.

What happen?
Someone set up us the fave.
We get comment.
Main screen turn on.
It’s you!
How are you T-K-Ryder!
All your fave are belong to us.
What you say!!!
You have no chance to download.
Make your journal.
Ha ha ha

Your fave has pleased the gaming gods this day. As such, I pass along their blessings. May your crits glow with the fire of a thousand sparklers, your rocket jumps reach the clouds, and your uber charge last an eternity!

Thanks for the fav!