Meh.

I have something important to talk about. Something that is very dear to me.

Spycrabs. Hunted, wrenched, slaughtered, pinned down, stabbed, headshotted, bonked, burnt, chopped, bashed, crashed, disintigrated and smashed, spycrabs. People have for years been hunting them with all sorts of weapons, almost leading them to their extinction. A poor defenceless little critter that would much rather strafe from side to side in peace rather than hurting anyone. I've seen people killing the poor fellows right in front of my eyes; I've even seen people go so far that they killed the murderer who attacked the spycrab, just to get the "honor"! And even now, when the Spycrab Protection Association has finally been able to give spycrabs the protection of the law, poachers from all around the world (mostly Australia, sadly) have started to track down the last of these noble creatures. This is why I am talking directly to all hunters, poachers, pirates and common men among the wide and changing land of teh Interwebs. That spycrab that you see on the picture may be the last one you'll ever see. So please, help the spycrabs in YOUR neighbourhood. It doesn't have to be much: You can attack the ones who are currently bullying the spycrab on your team; you can consider not chopping the head of that little soulful being that's crawling in front of you; you can choose to not send a rocket whirling in at the spycrabs when they're trying to mate. Medics, heal some spycrabs when you see that they need it, and maby even toss in an occasional über when the poachers are attacking it! And everyone else can also help! Just toss in a little something to the Spycrab Protection Fund (also known as the Masked Cross). Every cent helps!

Thank you for listening.

Watch out for the ninjas.