sick dude, sick
Krinkles, you are, without a doubt, the lord of mayhem on the Portal. Yet your mayhem is not careless and sloppy, it is structured and deep. It is more than blood splatter. Every movement so carefully corrected, every line so carefully drawn. You deliver unto us mayhem as it is in the eyes of an artist. Just as Dali does melting clocks, Knox does silly klaymen, Sinatra does it his way, and Adam Phillips tells tales of Brackenwood, you deliver this. And this is good.