This guy is doing it RIGHT. If you're going to ride a wyrm the length of a subway train covered snout to tailblade in scales and terror, you have to dress for the occasion. Dragons, especially really darn big red ones, have excruciatingly high standards and you do not want to be found wanting. One does not simply sit astride a towering coil of malevolence without the requisite forged-by-dwarves-before-the-dawn-of-time-from-the-bones-of-ancient-gods plate mail. You try climbing on the back of this beauty in jeans and some elven mail and she'll totes be all, "Ugh, as if." You've been warned.
Saturday, October 30, 2010
Big Red Dragon
This guy is doing it RIGHT. If you're going to ride a wyrm the length of a subway train covered snout to tailblade in scales and terror, you have to dress for the occasion. Dragons, especially really darn big red ones, have excruciatingly high standards and you do not want to be found wanting. One does not simply sit astride a towering coil of malevolence without the requisite forged-by-dwarves-before-the-dawn-of-time-from-the-bones-of-ancient-gods plate mail. You try climbing on the back of this beauty in jeans and some elven mail and she'll totes be all, "Ugh, as if." You've been warned.
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