[Same kind of photos, same style of vague text that's supposedly meant to sound threatening and clear message: whoever the mysterious anonymous person is, they're out to make Crow's day a hell.
He's sick of sitting back on it; he's tired of not being able to just track down the source of this shit, beat the crap out of them and be done with it. He just hates being helpless.
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He's sick of sitting back on it; he's tired of not being able to just track down the source of this shit, beat the crap out of them and be done with it. He just hates being helpless.
But let's face it, what can he do right now?]
the fuck do you think you're doing?!