((OOS: Uh-oh, Now I've done it... Deac, if you skipped page 2 to directly go to page 3 be sure to check my last post on page 2, I have important stuff for you there...))
The First Wave of the Protoss Fleet arrives in the Zone were Lord Cracken's fleed used to be.
"What is wrong? There is nothing here! Is it possible that the Observers have made a mistake?"
As The Carrier Executor tries to figure out what is going on a white bright light rushes at full speed towards his fleet...
My mind is a swirling miasma of scintillating thoughts and turgid ideas.
Not to sound like a capitalist oppressor, but I have people who do that for me now.
Smilie of the moment:
"I like milk.