Flynn as the driver on the dream weaver train here leaving tomorrow behind and for a reason to brink cult faction one out of the shadows and their own D.S. players’ jobs under the control of their own cult faction, careful not to get too close by the under 40k view where it gets awful saucy, too hot for normies to handle, with those one-eyed men who stare at Goats in unholy ways while swapping out cult power brokers for on team ones, that if found out, would put most conscripts without Jesus in the hospital per Q, just the crumbs and only the crumbs boy, trailer dweller and Navel Auxiliary officer rated Electrician with Goldman handcuffs in the cult, Masonic stooge player. Happening everywhere taking away the worries of the day since they’ve got this on their turn?
More on his swan’s song?