RJ 17 said:
Renegade-pizza said:
Nay fool! The war for Suchong cannot be decided in 47 episodes! I know not who this Trevor Phillips is, but I will banish your soul to the deepest pits of Hell (EA marketing). Your women will become my concubines, unless I find them unattractive. The men of your village will weep as I take their chickens. I do not stand alone. The soul of Suchong fuels my faith. As the PC is to the console wars, I will reign supreme.
Oh you poor, blind sheep...you have indeed strayed far from the path of righteousness. It has already been established that your faith is fueled by a false idol unworthy of standing in the light of the one true Suchong who, though he has passed, lives on within the hearts and souls of the true believers. Suchong seeks not a conqueror to reign supreme over all people's, but rather a humble shepherd to distribute Skittles amongst the masses and spread his Word.
That said he did order the Grand Inquisition to root out false believers like yourself and demanded that they have their hearts dug out with sporks. Or to have their feet pounded with hammers until the bones are naught but dust, allowing the feet to be gruesomely tied into a knot so that the blasphemers might be hung upside-down by them on rusty meat hooks. The battle for your soul shall not be decided in 47 episodes, but rather in two minutes. And as your charred body lies smoking in a crater as the buzzards sore overhead, you will know your faith has been misplaced with an impostor. For Suchong protects and rewards the righteous believer, and punishes the sinners so easily swayed by a false image of the glory that is Suchong.
I know not who this so-called Grand Inquisition claims to be, but they do not speak for Suchong. For Suchong is a rat and cannot speak. Your blindness has allowed their lies to claim your mind. Suchong would not condone the needless suffering of the innocents. He would show compassion and share skittles. He slew the Devil cats that were sent to destroy his line and he easily defeated them.
And know this. Even if you destroy my mortal form, my soul will be reborn, just as Suchong's has more times than even history can remember. While you sip wine to celebrate your fleeting victory, I will gather the true believers and purge the heresy from you with both flame and more flames.
For Suchong cleanses himself with fire, and so shall I, you.