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#6
Posted 14 January 2008 - 10:43 AM
Guess who bitches?
I know I been away a bit, been wrapped up in life, work, and a realism unit for Day of Defeat: Source. Ima try and stay a lil active on here again.
Oh and Happy Birthday Eternal! Can't wait to see the new features.
Guess who bitches?
I know I been away a bit, been wrapped up in life, work, and a realism unit for Day of Defeat: Source. Ima try and stay a lil active on here again.
Oh and Happy Birthday Eternal! Can't wait to see the new features.
I know I been away a bit, been wrapped up in life, work, and a realism unit for Day of Defeat: Source. Ima try and stay a lil active on here again.
Oh and Happy Birthday Eternal! Can't wait to see the new features.
Guess who bitches?
I know I been away a bit, been wrapped up in life, work, and a realism unit for Day of Defeat: Source. Ima try and stay a lil active on here again.
Oh and Happy Birthday Eternal! Can't wait to see the new features.
"The pounding...the pounding in my ears. It is full of melody and rhythm. It is a song of my lust, my fury, my anger, my hatred, my love, my despair, my aspirations, my conquest, my goals, my fears, my turmoil...it plays the tragic song that is my life. It shapes me...it malforms me into this beast that i am. Forever cursed with this pounding...THIS INFURIATING POUNDING THAT CREATES THESE FEELINGS AND MAKES ME SO! IT IS NEVER ENDING, NEVER CHANGING AND IT DRIVES ME TO INSANITY. But I shall rise above it...I shall use it. I will discover what it is that makes us tick...what it is that makes ME tick... I will learn its every secret and its every intention.
Oh this pounding, the dreaded pounding...a smell...a flash of red...can't hold on...can't...can't...keep...going...."
And so the tragedy goes. The pieces of the game set, and a furious warrior born. He shall be named from that which he was found. For there he lay on the verge of death, in a pool of his own blood uttering evil curses upon his faltering breath. Yes, he shall be reborn, he shall lead the new age. And in his wake there shall be carved a path of bloodshed and destruction and all shall weep upon the dead stare of the Lord of Blood.
Oh this pounding, the dreaded pounding...a smell...a flash of red...can't hold on...can't...can't...keep...going...."
And so the tragedy goes. The pieces of the game set, and a furious warrior born. He shall be named from that which he was found. For there he lay on the verge of death, in a pool of his own blood uttering evil curses upon his faltering breath. Yes, he shall be reborn, he shall lead the new age. And in his wake there shall be carved a path of bloodshed and destruction and all shall weep upon the dead stare of the Lord of Blood.
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