The great Gods of Pantheon watched as the internal fires burned, Matthew frantically running about with a water pistol trying to put them out. “You know what we need?” said Matthew, now lacking eyebrows, “A war”. Rawr and Nomi both shrugged, decided fck it, might was well. They then went about figuring war out. As they were 90 percent stupid, 10 percent good at their respective jobs, 0 percent people who should be taking an alliance to war. The targets then made themselves known.   Nov