Albert Wesker by insaneRay
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insaneRay brings us this image, depicting the moment before Wesker comically falls afoul of those unheeded iron railings and lands, limbs akimbo, on the unyielding stone floor below. All for the sake of bolstering his rather emasculated image by donning sunglasses indoors; like an aging, graceless Arthur Fonzarelli. Modus operandi: treasonist and bastard of the highest order. (“After this sumptuous meal, I shall smite the waitress with some of my astonishing teleporting martial arts bullshit. Just, y’know, because. Or, to be even more of an ass, I SHALL NEGLECT TO OFFER A TIP PROPORTIONATE TO THE STANDARD OF SERVICE RECIEVED! Which, I must concede, was exemplary. She was most apologetic when it came to that sorry affair of the blood in my ravioli when I BROKE THAT OTHER PATRON’S FACE. Be that as it may, the laws of assholery are absolute. She shall behold the errant nickel, and she shall weep. MWAHAHAHA! I’m so diabolical, it makes my balls itch!”
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