Then in the distance through all the debri smoke and ash and fire I saw a shimmering  figure walking toward us. But then I  realized he wasn’t walking but dancing!  IT WAS VOL’JIN he was live. He walked up to us his clothes were all ripped and tattered, he had blood all over him. He was smoking a fat blunt. He put his hands on his hips.

“Wut it do”

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credits.

perf