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Masterman
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I approve the two in my sig. Punching a mech in an endless vortex of metal fist as the Earth whittles away with each blow. Afterwards, Folka pretty much puts all of his **** manliness in one punch to knock the opponent into the mountain in the distance, shattering it instantly. (freezes time to show the name of the attack, mind you) Then, Folka turns his back, knowing the other person is finished, and gets enveloped by awesome explosion that should have happened 20 seconds ago when the other guy laid eyes upon the Ialdabaoth. It didn't, because Folka can control when these things happen, and being enveloped by the explosion that you just caused in a dramatic pose as the destruction billows your mane is just too manly to pass up. The silhouette is the last thing that can be seen and if you're not shedding manly tears, Folka suggests that you go kill yourself. Because if you don't...well let's just say, I might have to type another paragraph just to give others a general idea of how badly you just got owned.
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Best. Game. Ever.
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