(Your Mk) Redson had the bull clones tie up the others while one of the clones was watching the others redson giggled: Redson: he he he~ peasants he had a smog smirk on his face: Redson: soon he'll be Mine~ he giggled again waiting for Mk to come to the weather station which redson took over of he kept laughing in an eerie way waiting for Mk~ (help I can't stop this)