A secret message from an old friend. Like a fool he thought he could change him. He brought words, they brought guns. He fought the virus with everything he had. His soul shredded piece by piece. The dark tentacles overwhelm his essence. An inversion of being. 'Here's your uniform my friend, we are brothers again...'
That’s awesome. I’m glad we have a community of customizers here we can draw inspiration from. I’ve just realized I have made many customs I haven’t even posted here. I guess I can’t now that it’s not letting us upload.