sometimes when I feel like I`m the only one left... when I feel cut off from everyone and everything... a glimmer of hope inspires me to explore chat.... to probe the evershifting expanses of text for some trace of engaging conversation... but ... but things look as bad now as they did yesterday... and the day before. I brought something back to share with all of you...
"EvilWaffle : Recruiting for Final Fallen Federation... It`s a fun place :D willing to accept all battle records, planet counts, OP, etc :P
Wolfia(G) : The giant duck billed platypi are no mere legend, the realisation of their awesome power is at hand! Their arrival is imminent! Flee while you can!!"
Firstly my apologies for breaching your quarantines and bringing this in with me. I turned chat on, and I`m making you look at it too! I know most of you had hoped to forget about our r3tarded sibling, but if we are going to have some chance of uniting our little isolated spheres into a single, slightly less tiny isolated sphere we must act now!
We must start riots in the forums! Wave banners! Spread the word! Throw small children! (but only in a manner that will further the `cause`... like hucking said children at Stephens house!), Start Facebook groups! And write passionate speeches to motivate people to do something entirely inconsequential!! Gather! Act! Change!
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and like whatever...