((The fucking picture of me and my Heavy-ready dad is still floating around this dashboard. What’s up, by the way.))
((Addeundum A: my father has expressed interest in potentially cosplaying as Heavy alongside me as a Medic at the next convention I go to. Since most of our interactions involve him calling me a pansy-ass, queer-boy, and other homophobic slrus, so getting him to cooperate with me and enjoy our time spent together will be a good change.
Fun fact: when he was in his late teens and early twenties my father swore devotion to Kappa-Kappa-Epsilon. No, it’s not a fraternal organization, it’s the abbreviation for the formal name of the Communist Party of Greece. He’s a many after my own heart. Also what’s up, y’all.))