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Vuurvos
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I'm still God.
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If we are marked to die, we are enough
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God’s will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires;
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England.
God’s peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more, methinks, would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart. His passport shall be made,
And crowns for convoy put into his purse.
We would not die in that man’s company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
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Perhaps. Atleast my view of the world isn't derailed by things such as idealogical thinking that will never come true.
How did I...
I consider myself a realist - for example, you can argue all you want about the NSA, you can bitch and moan about it. But fact remains that they'll not listen to you anyway because it's in their interest to uphold the NSA and they are in power - therefore it doesn't matter what you say, the NSA will stay even if it's morally wrong. (Just an example.)
Accepting things the way they are and will be is important, just as it is to recognise that they might be wrong.
Let's kill some daddies.
It doesn't.
Just kidding though, for the both of you. Perhaps we'll fight, but I'm not gonna actively hunt you. :P
Just kidding though, for the both of you. Perhaps we'll fight, but I'm not gonna actively hunt you. :P
dereken said
If you daddy kicks it, I might have an actual reason to join the group that I can actively communicate.
Well, you play a human? Cause if not I'm gonna have to kill you too.
Sorry, 'tis just the rules.
No. I am the one.
/the one/ to kill it. Period.
Murder!
/the one/ to kill it. Period.
Murder!
Ace of Jacks said
Charlotte's is passive aggressive. It wont attack unless you make the first move or harm her.
I'm killing it.
So are your big daddies and big sisters and whatever all friendly or?
Article I. Henceforth it can be known that the Austrian republic and the Kingdom of Spain will maintain strong bonds of friendship and goodwill.
Section 1. As a sign of mutual friendship between the Austrian republic and the Kingdom of Spain, a new military academy will be opened in Tirol, where Austrian veteran military academia and military advisors will tutor Spanish and Austrian soldiers especially in mountain combat.
Section 2. In addition to this, a military academy shall be appointed in Spain within the Murcia region, where Spanish veteran military academia and military advisors will tutor Spanish and Austrian soldiers in combat within arid regions.
Signed,
[x] - - King Alfonso XIII, king of Spain.
[x] - - President Karl Seitz, president of Austria.
Atami - 2spooky
Atami walked down the street, hands in his pockets as the police officers dealt with the undead. Most of his time was spent looking around at things he found interesting - a certain door, or the way a brick was made. Some of the undead Natrelmon were pretty interesting too, and he examined some quickly as they walked past the dead bodies. Or were they dead undead bodies? Atami wasn't quite sure. He was about to ask where they were headed again, his clouded mind forcing him to forget simple stuff like that, but then the morgue showed up in front of them. “Okay...” the words slipped past him, as he didn't intend to say them. The morgue was really quite a building.
Atami would slip inside, attempting to see into the corridors ahead of them, but it seemed the only thing with free reign here was the darkness. Perhaps they could find a main light switch somewhere. He turned around to face the police officer, only to be faced with an order. “Bar the door..” he muttered, “lock ourselves in here with the likely source of this. Good plan. There'd better be a good fight ahead of us.” He cocked his arm back and slammed his fist into his open hand. He then turned towards the rest of the group, not really sure who they were. “I think I'll go this way.” he said as he pointed into a dark, dark corridor. “Cya. If you make it.” and with that he was gone, walking into the shadows and darkness.
Atami walked down the street, hands in his pockets as the police officers dealt with the undead. Most of his time was spent looking around at things he found interesting - a certain door, or the way a brick was made. Some of the undead Natrelmon were pretty interesting too, and he examined some quickly as they walked past the dead bodies. Or were they dead undead bodies? Atami wasn't quite sure. He was about to ask where they were headed again, his clouded mind forcing him to forget simple stuff like that, but then the morgue showed up in front of them. “Okay...” the words slipped past him, as he didn't intend to say them. The morgue was really quite a building.
Atami would slip inside, attempting to see into the corridors ahead of them, but it seemed the only thing with free reign here was the darkness. Perhaps they could find a main light switch somewhere. He turned around to face the police officer, only to be faced with an order. “Bar the door..” he muttered, “lock ourselves in here with the likely source of this. Good plan. There'd better be a good fight ahead of us.” He cocked his arm back and slammed his fist into his open hand. He then turned towards the rest of the group, not really sure who they were. “I think I'll go this way.” he said as he pointed into a dark, dark corridor. “Cya. If you make it.” and with that he was gone, walking into the shadows and darkness.
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