Do you see this motherfucker? He is classy as shit, son. Be rollin' up on tanks and shit. And the tanks be all like 'Word, son, I'm 'bout to blow your shit up.'. But then, cool as shit, right? He be all like 'Naww, tank. That ain't my joint.' And then, the tanks be gettin' their shit slapped, and they all like 'Aw shit son, that ain't how we planned it when we got all up and creepin' up in this piece.' Also, his fursona is Aryte Vesperia. If you ever see him, make sure to say Hi! :D