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[The Kakama]

According to Murtaugh, all cats are like Einstein.

[Boingo]

Where did Bender go?

[Sublevel 114]

Where did Bender go?

He visits forum one day, and disappears for weeks. And suddenly comes to bend forum again. :D

[Vurn]

History is said to have many "black cards" or "dark pages" as it is described, containing monstrous, unpleasant debauchery, times forgotten now but once bristling of maggots writhing in the filth of their own corruption.

The same purely conceptual entity knows many an unusual, mad and perverse ruler, like H'hog-ndo-Oor of Golden Uuk or the Serpent-tongued king of Xianyang.

But truly, there is a figure exceeding both of these segregations with at least first cosmic speed. For indeed, the Still-Born Reverend Nianglang (娘狼) Hath, Multi-Queen of the Magnificent Qǐ of Golden Towers doesn't qualify for a dark page of history, but rather for a page of history on which tea was accidentally spilled on and on which some untrustworthy monk smeared his own nose mucus. As to how unusual of a ruler she was, well..

But first, as unusual as she was, she had to be born. The coincidence of her comeuppance to the mortal plane coincided with the once-in-an-immortal's-lifetime beholding of the simultaneous eclipse of both Sun and the Moon. Troubled astrologists didn't quite know what to make of this (especially since the border duty on Hirizgbarine witch tree moss had been recently lowered, and boy was it a fine moss), so they agreed on it prophesizing luck and good fortune almost unanimously; only Zaa Shaet Tong persisted in his complex "derivational astrology ad infinitum" method, and continued saying it means the future Enlightened Ruler will be an "unfathomably dry pear". As it was to be expected, he was beheaded (after a long and costly lawsuit, and not for his original deed of courtly blasphemy, but on witch tree moss tax fraud) and his body thrown from the second-to-highest floor of the Most Golden of Golden Towers. But to get back to Nianglang..

[Sublevel 114]

I lost Edge's portal...
Can somebody help me to find it?

/Subby

[Sublevel 114]

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Edit:

O_O

[ENIHCAMBUS]

Save us Terminator!

[Sublevel 114]

Save us Terminator!

SubGod Dammit, when will they end with this saga already?


I'm hungry!!!!!!
i mean... I'M angry!!!!!!!!!!111

[WorldisQuiet5256]

“TRUE! --nervous --very, very dreadfully nervous I had been and am; but why will you say that I am mad? The disease had sharpened my senses --not destroyed --not dulled them. Above all was the sense of hearing acute. I heard all things in the heaven and in the earth. I heard many things in hell. How, then, am I mad? Hearken! and observe how healthily --how calmly I can tell you the whole story.” –Edgar Allan Poe, The Tell Tale Heart.

“The Whole World sitting on a ticking Bomb”
“The Whole World sitting on a ticking Bomb”
“So Keep Your Calm and Carry On.”
“The Whole World sitting on a ticking Bomb”

Viewing the Earth floating in a starless night, seeing it, made up of earth, stone, and steal; upon my viewing then came a sudden change in the blink of an eye. Seeing the whole globe suddenly turn to nothing but solid glass, --seeing the continents made up from outline carvings. Then it stops rotating with the U.S. right in front of me. –“Wait! Where am I?” Then out of the carvings of the U.S. I could see more details emerging. The Q.Z. Wall, the Cassopolis Outpost, my home, myself sitting on one of its rooftops.

“The Whole World sitting on a ticking Bomb”

Then from an unknown source, mechanical metallic sparks started emerging from the center of the solid piece of glass. First slowly, then reaching its way towards the surface of the earth I saw in front of my vision; each spark, followed by another, closer and closer crawling its way up to the surface. I wanted to grab the Earth and put out the sparks right away. Yet my body would not move, the darkness surrounding the earth had caught my grab.

“The Whole World sitting on a ticking Bomb”

Sweat moving down my brow as if the flames were reaching me. I was near death! I could feel it, seeing myself looking aimlessly as I sat upon the roof of my own house. The sparks slowing reaching for my home town, “Can I not see it?! Why am I just waiting for death?!” I was struggling, stretching, almost ripping my arms off as I yelled warnings to myself. “Why don’t you look out!?”

“The Whole World sitting on a ticking Bomb”

The Sparks nearly on the surface of the earth, once breaching the ground to causing an explosion to which I would die from on top of my own home, --MY OWN SANCTUARY!

“And it’s About to ex…”

“GAAAASSSP!” I shouted as I woke up in morning on my own bed; my throat sorer than what I have yet to experience. Cold sweat coving every inch of my skin, and that nagging voice! It keeps repeating those words: “The Whole World sitting on a Ticking Bomb”? What does it mean?

The Tune, the Lyrics, the Notes, even the singer behind the voice! It all the remains the same song I use to once listen to with thoughts of hope. Seeing the truth of how mankind leaders of the great power behind every nation had the ability to destroy the Earth ten times over with their nuclear arsenal. With the hope residing in each waking morning proving that we have not yet destroy ourselves.

“Yet why does it nag me with its ‘I told you so’ truth?”

“Which do you prefer?” my subconscious rang, “The Truth, or the Reality?” “What do you mean?” I ask to the empty bedroom.

“The Thought of Reality
That to which is Never:

Spoke Nor Heard
Dreamed Nor Conceived
Wanted Nor Given
Heeded Nor Decreed
Denied Nor Welcome
Wrote Nor Read
Grown Nor Seeded
Work Nor Paid
Fought Nor Defended

The Truth that is....
Is what we Fear the Most.”

[The Kakama]

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O_O

I got a postal delivery from Skynet...

EDIT: I found this thing:
http://www.reddit.com/r/vexillology/com ... gmaker_jr/
So we could make a flag for ourselves on April Fools! (Nah just kidding, but give it a look)