Genesis Rockhide
Desna
The Sorting Hat would burst into flames the moment it touched my head.
We'd go into zany bro-ventures.
With him making the decisions, and me beating up everyone in the room.
With the butt of my classy prop pistol.
-in a room full of heavily armed men-
Sorting Hat: "Jigglypuff."
Genesis: "Right with you."
-beats everyone in the room, starting with the leanest looking guy-
