I'm a well read grad student who's bluntly honest about all things, although I try to be most honest about myself.
SO MANY DEAD ROBOTS! SO MUCH RAGE! KILL THE QUINTESSONS! KILL THEM ALL!
This type of rage can only be expressed by shouting. I'm sitting here, shaking, so upset. I'd throw the book across the room if it weren't so expensive.
On a lighter note... final stand? Wreckers? Niiiice. Play on Last Stand of the Wreckers, I assume.
Okay, consumed by rage at more dead robots once again. Goes back to shaking in anger.