Thread:Johnathon Strider/@comment-26567397-20151012014057/@comment-26567397-20151013013828

Well you see Pitch is my dad and I kinda... Left the lair because I hate every fiber of his being and he kept me prisoner until I learned how to teleport.... And oh you need bullets? No problem *I snap my fingers and 8,000 crates of bullets and ammo appear. Here you are :)