EnderWiggin
2012-06-11 |  | Four Thousand |  |
*With a ground-shaking rumble, the ancient titan stirs from his slumber. A gravelly whisper stirs the air, so deep that it is nearly drowned out by a sudden and unnatural gust of wind. And then, with another rumble, the ground grows still. The unnatural wind is gone as quickly as it appeared, and the now serene valley betrays but one hint that it was the scene of anything extraordinary. Two words rebound from the peaks above in a voice so deep that they seem to be spoken by the mountains themselves. `Four thousand` they say, `Four thousand`. A moment later and even they fade away into nothingness, and the world continues on oblivious.* |
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EnderWiggin
99+ day(s) ago | I fear 4000 may be my last big win. |
WhatIsTheMatrix
99+ day(s) ago | o.0 I just crushed my scouter... |
ThEpAkIsTaNiEmPirE
99+ day(s) ago | my radar just broke. |
IuztheEvil
99+ day(s) ago | I`m over 9000 right now.... |
WhatIsTheMatrix
99+ day(s) ago | Pm me when you`re *OVER 9000!!!!* |
DarthPyth
99+ day(s) ago | (thee) |
DarthPyth
99+ day(s) ago | ... Next to nothin the great endor waned, explosions and fur from two different planes. O steel o ewok, no talk can describe, the battle between the, and Jedi pride. For the END in dER WIGGINS is as Smithers is to Burns. Nothing but 8000 is next, in turn |
Deathroe
99+ day(s) ago | To Be Continued? |
