HAHAHA!
OH WOW…
HAHAHA!
OH WOW…
It’s a lot of ground to cover from Saisio until Metropolis, i still don’t quite get how we were a tribe and ended up here.
Did your special voice spoke anything about the migration process?
I’m not sure what’s more disturbing here, that the Butcher is this adept at digging up information he has no business sticking his nose in – assuming any of this drivel is true, although judging by Aria’s reaction at least some of it is – or that he has finally managed to piss off one of the most peaceable and soft-spoken capsuleers I happen to know.
Anyway, should you (rightfully) want to blow this travesty up, Ms Jenneth - I’d also be happy to be of assistance.
Looking forward to destroying this.
I agree with @Kalaratiri. I’ll work for free…mainly because he’s pissed me the hell off lately. Sorry this has happened to you @Aria_Jenneth. Just remember, he’s a little psychopath with a LITTLE brain.
My my, finally something got Aria to give a crap about something other than… oh, wait, no. Still directly tied to herself. False alarm.
Figure of speech, I could only hope for a man of amarr to be once good. Or any man for that matter.
But the man I’m looking at now only disgust me, and portrait nothing of good.
I’ll glady help be rid of this so called temple, lady Jenneth only need to say the word and I’ll be there.
God has not yet revealed to me any more chapters from the Second Chronicles of the Subhumans, and so I have no answer for you today.
Oh wow. You’ve really outdone yourself this time, mr. Nauplius.
I don’t think people give him enough credit for this.
I mean, he comes up with stuff that people think “Outrageous! Surely he can’t come up with something worst than that”
And he does.
I am honored to see you again, Lady Tamiroth. I have enjoyed your writing back then.
Pity that I have to see you appearing just because of this creature.
Well, Ms. Tsukiyo, this time he managed to annoy even myself. And for that one has to be either gallente or somebody so much disgusting, that I don’t have words to describe that, truly unspeakable… and, I mean, if I try to describe, I’ll probably will be banned for 666 years from this board.
So, for now, just words “worse than a gallentean” might do.
Why is that?
Surely when you visit the Navy’s R&D department and look at Caldaris advanced weaponry you feel that the tools against the Gallente are sharpened every moment with our technological progress. A soldier measures the efficiency of the tool by how effectively it neutralizes a target, no?
A child would look as a terrifying thing that removes her parents from her.
@Nauplius as a tool of shock and horror is extremely efficient. Look how much people are touched by him, deciding to move from all around the universe to antagonize him.
Even a blooded sword can be beautiful when you look at it from the right angle.
Thank you. I was just attempting to live a normal, quiet planetside life and forget all the horrors that capsuleers casually create, but this annoyed me enough to post here and maybe even get in space to blast this wretch to pieces. Nauplius isn’t a “blooded sword”, he’s more like some sort of bloodsucking mutant fedo, disgusting from whatever angle you look at it. I just tried to distance myself from the stench but… Well.
He really doesn’t. He just keeps poking at the same girl who wouldn’t go out with him. It’s pathetic, just like his god.
That speaks more of the ones affected by this than it does about him.
The beauty is not the thing itself, it’s just a structure near a planet and a few words. The beauty is that this simple structure and a few letters in a certain arrangement creates a relation involving so many people.
One that talks about preemptive strikes against potential threats to defend humanity is compelled to remove fingers from another human.
The serene person that preaches warm fuzzy feelings decides to resort to torture not to one, but to all of his clones.
The hooded man with a magical space friend gets pissed because of he talks about his magical space friend
The tattooed girl with high fees decides to work for free
The retired lady comes out of her reclusion because of his work
The nationalist soldier turns against her own kind
So many lives touched, so many emotional strings reverberating, so much… so much… raw energy going on!
I love to stand in the middle of a certain forest during storms, contemplating the sheer power of the natural elements and the ripples it creates on the environment.
This… this is something like it, but with people!
My heart is swelling right now with all those connections made manifest.
But he’s not coming up with anything ‘worse’ each time. He’s doing the same tired schtick, with the same intended victim, even, every time. It’s like he’s six, and when pulling her hair stopped getting her attention, now he’s stolen her lunch.
Yes yes, a childish way to get attention, no question about that.
But look how the kindergarten is mobilized by it!
Wow that sounds bad…
Not if you’re doing it with love.