Taylor Swift died four weeks into the operation against the aliens.
She was in west Africa, part of a five-person team making a raid on an enemy convoy containing valuable supplies. She’d sprinted ahead of her squad, shotgun on her back, machete in her hand, when the snake-woman-thing came out of nowhere. As Taylor rounded a corner, the alien flicked its impossibly long forked tongue toward her, wrapping it around her armored body like a fleshy cable. Despite her training, she couldn’t shake it off, and…
XCOM 2 let me create a crack team of alien-killing popstars
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