I would go as far as I can. Friendship and comradry are a very important piece in my life.Friendship, how far would you go for friendship?
I would go as far as I can. Friendship and comradry are a very important piece in my life.Friendship, how far would you go for friendship?
"Feed me."
I have no friends. :/
I'd do anything for my friends and they would do anything for me.
None. Moblins are weak and I'm not friends with anyone who can't kill a thousand moblins on their own.
No.
I would be right behind me friends too, I'd still kill all the moblins before my friends got there (only to find out the loot had already been pilfered)
-Oh no!! Airport Security!!!- SilentBlade
I wouldn't kill anyone for my friends. I would make my friends enemies kill themselves, then kill my friend.
What the hell is a moblin!?
there was a picture here
Ah, well Zelda is for noobs. This I know.
there was a picture here
You just called me a Noob, you Noob. >_<
Apart from you.
there was a picture here
I would not kill ANY moblins for my friends . . . I would kill ALL moblins in spite of them.
Kill monsters . . . crush monsters . . . destroy monsters . . . squish monste---ewww.
I like this pic.
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.
I'd kill as many as needed for my friends. But if they run, they know that I'm going to be about two feet ahead of them
*You know it's over, growing colder, I need something, leads me next to nothing...*
*All we ever wanted, I need something, leads me next to nothing...*