Version without music: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=smusunMIzog Alas, doom befell the sims, and they wept for they knew what was to become. Thus came Jim, most powerful of all creations of Kevin the Great, and his footsteps were as thunder cracking upon rock. "Who then stands to challenge me," said he, greatest of sims. "Who then shall take up arms against thine leader and be slain? Speak of joining or speak of fighting, for silence shall not be long endured." There was a piercing silence. None dared lift an eye nor even breathe too loudly, for no movement nor sound escaped Lord Pickens, Chieftain of Death and Master of Eldritch Abominations. Their terror amused the Leader; thus he let out an echoing, monstrous laugh, and the sounds of his fell cackles landed as a hammer stroke upon all who heard it. Fire then was all the onlookers knew, save the pain and heat that accompanied it. And when the light of life departed, Jim Pickens shone keenly reflected in their dead eyes and departed. Special thanks to channel donors: slump sloth SOGGY SAMMICH Become a member on this channel to get special perks: null