Even but the flash of those lil' rockets, might flash and thrill sockets, leave a distilled conscience, for moments still wobbling, seeing bobble-head dogs in the god-forgotten smog of fog and smoke... hellish demons screaming with a fiendish woe. It sure does seem it's so.
Really though, this was great. Just the right balance of wackiness/violence, and potential RE3 art on the horizon hmm, that'd be fun to see too. Thanks again!