Uh, my god is a giant space lobster that eats planets. I'll have to ask if they can eat stars, but I'm guessing the answer is yes.
They also spit acid and fire, have laser eyes, and have a saddle so the faithful can ride them when they come to eat the planet.
The proof of my gods' power is that lobsters are delicious
Thank you the local god I worship is acknowledged to be fake, but also too cool to care about not existing.
Somewhere between fourth and seventh myself. Unless you've got citizenship somewhere else why? Statelessness is not something to aspire to.
Holodeck addiction is a disability I guess
Needs a spike on the handle for that lawn dart aesthetic
Wisest wizard gets weird in the marines
Why aren't grenades shaped like hacky sacks
Steam has moderators?
Yeah, there'd be plenty of that
They search there often enough in prison, unfortunately.
I already do