I tried to reclaim the moon the other day - I based my claim on the grounds that i'm an alien with exactly the same physiology as human beings. Sadly my case was thrown out on lack of evidence. Apparently a deed written in pastel blue crayon and signed by a hobo isn't considered evidence
Myself and tRoG were just mulling over what BW OT used to be like about a year or so ago now, a few people who used to be part of "The crew" well, thats lightly put, no longer even treck here, the tractor points to Uncle Sick as he used to go on about "TeH Twact0r!!1" and Fonz used to be a user who was banned for a bit but removed his account fairly shortly after.
Just a little condolence towards what BW used to be.
Nala Lione? was that her name? the albion prydwen chick who became Jexa. She scooted off to University... no reason not to post though.... I'm at uni too... still post as much crap as I did back when I was living at home. (probably more, cos it's not every day my connenction works for games)
lots of the peeps who contributed o off topic now post in the FH general fourms.... scary place at first, but not *that* bad
I started playing SWG, and that is a semi-comatose forum, tbh I felt it may be somewhat inappropriate to continue posting in the DAoC OT Forum.
Oh and last December I turned 37, and thrusters started failing and I had to actually pay attention at work so had not so much time.
Anyway it matters not,
Onwards and Upwards,
Best foot forward,
Don't look back or you'll turn into a pillar of salt,
memories are made of this,
take the last train to clarksville and I'll meet you at the station.
Uncle Sick, aka Sicko to his friends, or Unc to me is alive and well and residing in the sunny old US of A. He can be found sometimes frequenting the waterhole that is the General forum and occasionally stalking me as I mod my way around some of the other areas.... he still owns the (TM) for the Twactor aswell as numerous other, long-forgotten and generally ill-conceived and poorly planned inventions. His manners suck donkey's balls, he can't flame to save his life and his wife wants to have phone sex with me.
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