All your BS, are belong to us. (God i hope somebody get's that...)
Don't think i'm on the same bandwagon as Methl*n and his other jughead hipocrites.
I'm not whining because there never was a story. When I first signed on a longass time ago there was hella story. I signed up just one month before amnesty broke and at that time was a neutral. So my hatred of the clanners stereotype posed some serious questions and wha-la. Ted Shakkles Ganes was born.
After a while things were going gravy, given FC personelle were always dickwads but at least there were "events". anybody remember that word?
Yeah it was easy holding a department together, especially when we finally got some decent notoriety and *official* orders started coming in from the quote unquote "story guys".
In those days it was easy to get by. You had friends, allies and enemies, like TBH (TBA) and later on SA, which was like a watered down version of TBH really.
We got a small reputation for doing stuff, they got their rep for doing evil crap, but in the end it worked for everybody.
People could actually join and be a part of something that made a difference and that's when I had a big rubbery one.
My groan is the fact that those days are over. Green names (ltc's) are rare sightings now and it's always Diamondcut and Insomniax, and they're both the same kind of diet-coke evil *******s as the general public. "I mmmmmight be doing stuff. I dunno... mmaybe. maha ha ha. dude we don't take **** from nobody *giggles*"
The one guy that was completely on the level, Terent, my good buddy. OUR good buddy... is gone now.
That was like, our link the mindset that everybody doesn't suck total balls.
And of course when our so called "Major Kiaela" and "General Telion" disappeared off the ****ing face of the planet, and i had abouta hundred members asking me what is up, imagine how you would feal?
We got totally **** on and lied to and excuse me if the fact I had to explain to everybody that the "huge earth changing" plans these wonders had set in motion were just farces. (that means bull**** for you kids and foreigners)
Now imagine all your friends in high places all getting fed up and quitting, leaving you the remaining climber on a mountain with little villagers shouting for "Uber l33t phat l3wt action!" from below. Imagine waking up everyday with the tip of that big mountain you tried so hard to climb once burried up to the colon in your ASS.
That's why i'm pissed.
That's my rant.
i need some coffee :/
-Shak