Desereck Creeggan
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I heard about this. Such a tragedy and I never thought to meet someone who knew him. As someone who plays sports, the only comfort I can give is he was doing what he loved when it happened. My heart goes out to you Lanny, and to his family.
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So much win in this thread.
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Agares is in there too, rofl.
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The eyes and ears of Caesar, his intelligence officers are tasked not only with infiltrating enemy society, but also carry out his campaigns of terror. They operate separately from the main Legion forces and are hand picked by Caesar himself. In 2281, the leader of this section is Vulpes Inculta.
These soldiers are modeled on the frumentarii of the ancient Roman army, who began as food supply officers (their name comes from the Latin word for wheat) but by the time of the emperors they had come to be used as spies and special agents.
This stinks of our 2008 handbooks. WE SHALL SUE.
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[17:44] Kristian Kit: So little red riding hood proceeded on her journey, not much later she encountered one of the furries. This was a big evil white wolf furry
[17:44] Kristian Kit: He had blue eyes and stared at her with a hungry stare
HOW DARE YOU SPEAK OF THE IMPERATAH THIS WAY
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I stopped playing. The server break was a really dumb move.
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L. O. L.
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I played for my entire two week trial back in May (when they had everything unlocked for everyone). I ragequit this time because I had to level up to play anything better than a n00b.
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Horrible at writing essays. Not even trying this time lol.
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If you need someone to talk to Ciel, I'm here. I know what it's like to lose someone very close like that. He sounded like a wonderful person, and whatever you believe in religion wise, I'm sure he's in that Heaven.
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Hit him again for tricking me into watching that
Then shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, neither count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then SMACK THE SHIT OUT OF HIM FOR MEEEEEE.
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I've been patient with Mr. Christoph 'Snowmew" Naumova, Esq., I've even avoided being drawn in by his provocative rhetoric. But I've finally had enough. And that's why I feel compelled to say something about condescending stirrers. He has a talent for inventing fantasy worlds in which he can bring about peace and prosperity for the whole of humanity through violence, deception, oppression, exploitation, graft, and theft. Then again, just because Mr. Naumova is a prolific fantasist doesn't mean that he has the mandate of Heaven to initiate a reign of drugged-out terror. He makes it sound like it's okay to leave the educational and emotional needs of our children in the corrupt hands of wily megalomaniacs. The evidence against that concept is so overwhelming, even an eight-year-old child can recognize it. Even so, some of my acquaintances express the view that Mr. Naumova has a near-legendary lack of common sense, decency, and manners. Others express the view that thanks to Mr. Naumova, the epidemic of immoralism is spreading rapidly. I am prepared to offer a cheer and a half for each view; together, they paint a sufficiently complete picture of Mr. Naumova to warrant a full three cheers.
Mr. Naumova's idiotic claim that he knows the "right" way to read Plato, Maimonides, and Machiavelli is just that, an idiotic claim. I believe it was Hegel who said, "The erroneous things he says about me are sometimes entertaining, oftentimes sad, and frequently utterly deplorable". What does this mean for our future? For one thing, it means that Mr. Naumova used to complain about being persecuted. Now he is our primary persecutor. This reversal of roles reminds me that evidence exists to suggest that Mr. Naumova's loyalists are blissfully ignorant of his clumsy bromides. If you don't believe me, see for yourself.
I call upon Mr. Naumova to stop his oppression, lies, immorality, and debauchery. I call upon him to be a man of manners, principles, honour, and purity. And finally, I call upon him to forgo his desire to court a xenophobic minority of disingenuous dingbats. He does not tolerate any view that differs from his own. Rather, Mr. Naumova discredits and discards those people who contradict him along with the ideas that they represent. The take-away message of this letter is that Mr. Christoph "Snowmew" Naumova, Esq.'s barbs are one of those things that will put the gods of heaven into the corner as obsolete and outmoded and, in their stead, burn incense to the idol Mammon. Think about it. I don't want to have to write another letter a few years from now, in the wake of a society torn apart by Mr. Naumova's villainous sound bites, reminding you that you were warned.
I vote we actually turn this into something. It makes so much sense with his name in there.
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Oh you dick.
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There's no denying that rainbows are gay, but my avatar is certainly not Kinsey Scale 1+. Mark's however, would be a 6.
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Because yeah, that's totally not an awesome face and I totally didn't get it off of 4chan, as opposed to a furry going rawr :3
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Mark, your signature is gay as hell.
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Dep spaecships.
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The ability to delete this thread
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I'd like to take a minute of your time to share some of my thoughts about The Ordo Imperialis with you. First and foremost, The Ordo Imperialis expects us to behave like passive sheep. The only choice it believes we should be allowed to make for ourselves is whether to head towards its slaughterhouse at a trot or at a gallop. The Ordo Imperialis surely doesn't want us choosing to raise issues, as opposed to guns or knives.
There isn't so much as a molecule of evidence that all major world powers are controlled by a covert group of "insiders". The only reason that The Ordo Imperialis claims otherwise is that the tone of its asseverations is eerily reminiscent of that of muzzy-headed dossers of the late 1940s in the sense that I deeply believe that it's within our grasp to foster mutual understanding. Be grateful for this first and last tidbit of comforting news. The rest of this letter will center around the way that I want to challenge the present and enrich the future. I want to do this not because I need to tack another line onto my résumé but because I once managed to get The Ordo Imperialis to agree that it is not afraid to use violence, ruse, shot and shell, poison, or the dagger to turn the social order upside-down so that the dregs on the bottom become the scum on the top. Unfortunately, a few minutes later, it did a volte-face and denied that it had ever said that.
I don't want to build castles in the air. I don't want to plan things that I can't yet implement. But I do want to test the assumptions that underlie The Ordo Imperialis's whinges because doing so clearly demonstrates how anyone who hasn't been living in a cave with his eyes shut and his ears plugged knows that it is right about one thing, namely that fear is what motivates us. Fear of what it means when conscienceless gaberlunzies con us into believing that a totalitarian dictatorship is the best form of government we could possibly have. Fear of what it says about our society when we teach our children that the peak of fashion is to sully my reputation. And fear of disgusting brigands like The Ordo Imperialis who "solve" all our problems by talking them to death. And that's it. Materialism is a source of livelihood for The Ordo Imperialis.
I found the website that Christoph/Black Talon use to generate their arguments
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It is with extreme disgust that I write this letter and say what will decidedly be considered ghastly by some of my peers. Nonetheless, it must be stated that I consider Mr. Thatguy P Andel's stratagems antithetical to my principles as a person concerned for the good of all. The full truth of my conclusion I shall develop in the course of this letter but the conclusion's general outline is that if Mr. Andel is going to make an emotional appeal then he should also include a rational argument. According to him, space gods arriving in flying saucers will save humanity from self-destruction. He might as well be reading tea leaves or tossing chicken bones on the floor for divination about what's true and what isn't. Maybe then Mr. Andel would realize that his reason is not true reason. It does not seek the truth but only caustic answers, apolaustic resolutions to conflicts.
Mr. Andel will simply continue to cause distress to people he doesn't know, has never seen, and who have done him no harm whatsoever, but that's really beside the point. What I just wrote is not based on merely a single experience or anecdote. Rather, it is based upon the wisdom of accumulated years, spanning two continents, and proven by the fact that there are some combative hellions who are audacious. There are also some who are satanic. Which category does Mr. Andel fall into? If the question overwhelms you, I suggest you check "both".
My position is that Mr. Andel's lamentations should be recorded and studied for as long as human life exists on Earth as an example of what happens when a society lets one of its members threaten the existence of human life, perhaps all life on the planet. He, in contrast, argues that he is entitled to keep us everlastingly ill at ease. This disagreement merely scratches the surface of the ideological chasm festering between me and Mr. Andel. The only rational way to bridge this chasm is for him to admit that he justifies his socially inept cajoleries with fallacious logical arguments based on argumentum ad baculum. In case you're unfamiliar with the term, it means that if we don't accept Mr. Andel's claim that his faith in plagiarism gives him an uncanny ability to detect astral energy and cosmic vibrations then he will create an intimidating, hostile, and demeaning environment.
I'm not normally one to criticize, but Mr. Andel and his drones are delirious misers. This is not set down in complaint against them but merely as analysis. He is obviously trying to rob us of our lives, our health, our honor, and our belongings, and unless we act now, he'll unquestionably succeed. I am not mistaken when I say that you, of course, now need some hard evidence that it would be a crying shame to let officious blackguards fix blame for social stress, economic loss, or loss of political power on a target group whose constructed guilt provides a simplistic explanation. Well, how about this for evidence: Some people apparently believe that if we don't bother Mr. Andel, Mr. Andel won't bother us. The fallacy of that belief is that our desires and his are not merely different; they are opposed in mortal enmity. Mr. Andel wants to promote a form of government in which religious freedom, racial equality, and individual liberty are severely at risk. We, in contrast, want to alert people that it's not the bogeyman that our children need to worry about. It's Mr. Andel. Not only is Mr. Andel more nefarious and more huffy than any envisaged bogeyman or bugbear, but Mr. Andel's bruta fulmina are part and parcel of a larger game plan to make us the helpless puppets of our demographic labels. If you don't believe me, see for yourself.
Our battle with Mr. Andel is a battle between spiritualism and immoralism, between tradition and subversion, between the defenders of Western civilization and its enemies. With the battle lines drawn as such, it is abundantly clear that one can usually be pretty sure when Mr. Andel is lying. Sometimes there's a little doubt: maybe it's not a deliberate lie but merely a difference of opinion. But when Mr. Andel claims that the peak of fashion is to put political correctness ahead of scientific rigor, there's no room for ambiguity: he's lying. If I withheld my feelings on this matter, I'd be no less choleric than Mr. Andel. He is extraordinarily brazen. We've all known that for a long time. However, Mr. Andel's willingness to redefine humanity as alienated machines/beasts and then convince everyone that they were never human to begin with sets a new world record for brazenness. This letter has gone on far too long in my opinion and probably yours as well. So let me end it by saying merely that Mr. Thatguy P Andel's venal tactics are the cherry atop the self-pitying sundae of exclusionism.
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84. When the sim lags to the point where movement is fine, but nothing rezzes and makes everyone invincible, it is an absolutely great idea to keep shooting your 10 rez slave minigun for the entire duration while dancing on top of the enemy base.
85. Estate administrators are frequently offline or afk when they are needed the most.
86. To win is to have fun. To lose is to rage at everyone around you.
87. Raging is most often the most prevelant thing in the combat community, along with drama, hypocrisy, and furries. All are the most hilarious things to ever grace the internet.
88. The Paw of Mercury is the least used weapon the Ordo has. When it is used, it brings great lulz.
89. The most diverse word in the English language is "Fuck".
90. Ethan's laugh can make a child half way around the world cry. It also haunts Christoph Naumova in his sleep.
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/abuserepurts
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[2010/12/19 12:58] [Ordo] Combat Knife: You collect dogtags off the corpse of Voldo Baxton.
My two cents.
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What is with all of these rediculous speeds :C
My work has fast internet and it's still only 5mb/s
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So uh... who has this and plays?
I'm too much of a little girl to go into the wine cellar.