[While Lydia is pretending to be She-Hulk, Adam figures that any disembodied penises that the good doctor might be controlling could potentially be avoided altogether if they drop him before said penises burst out of the morgue drawer. So he just pushes to the front of the group and takes aim to fire off his trusty excalibur pistol like a fucking boss apparently (attack: nat 20, damage: 16 crit).
He looks so badass rn. He is so getting laid tonight.
And yes that was a thought that he just shared with everyone via telepathic speakerphone.]
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He looks so badass rn. He is so getting laid tonight.
And yes that was a thought that he just shared with everyone via telepathic speakerphone.]