An epic, soaring twist! Alex's last hour was spent in vain! We're both slogging through the same hell-desert, both leveling up profusely, and, nearly identically, we got into some advanced situations. The difference? Only one of us escaped safely to a save-point. And it was not your "champion". That's right, things are coming up Sandy, or Not-Alex at least. Even his guacamole sucked. It was too salty!
And dear, dear Final Fantasy Fan Jason has shown up bearing a multitude of carbonated gifts. Two beers for this guy and two rootbeers for that, and one Rock Star caffeine-binge drink to counteract the two beers. S'Wonderful!
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