Well, it sort of depends, I'm just hoping I've got options;
Option number one: So, I'm a copy-right infringing collection of Word Bearers, super-human astartes, abound to summon a greater daemon and lay waste to a large portion of the sector. "Mr. Gates sues us, does he? Well, the copy-right is yet to be signed in blood. But it will be.. It will be." - Last time I had a dream about this, I cried when I woke up to reality. Sadly enough, I didn't manage to cry myself back to sleep.
Option number two: I'm the guy on the microsoft payroll who intrudes on everyone at the most inopportune time and annoys them with barrages of questions? - Too late.
