The game of life is hard to play
I'm gonna lose it anyway
The losing card I'll someday lay
Well, well, just call this a welcoming party, eh? The border collie made his way over, a small smile on his face. They seemed like a well enough group of people. "Oi, I am not Sudsy, Leftenant!" He remarked, hearing what Simon said. With his pride slightly wounded, he turned towards the Empyreans. "Thank you all. I’m Soap, Soap MacTavish."