Such grandeur of idiocy has glinted the sights of a funereal short-term dystopia to arrive. Amelioration has been broken with the hints of ISIS where I abode as an expat. May I be bestowed serendipity in an shroud-like aegis of delitescence from the peering peepholes of the foe and the short-term peregrination from my abode to the nether world (also avowed as school). I abode as an expat in Kuala Lumpur.
(Written in the best I can in the style of Only_God . )
After confessing with myself. I have a chance to quit Aaron's server. Since Aasim is being spiteful and stuff, i'll just deal with it and have decided to go into hiding for a while. Aasim, grow up. 6 hours is nothing in life. Accept it. I've worked days on getting ideas for games, only to throw it in the trash. Deal with it.
I will hurt you for this. A day shall come when you think you are safe and happy, and your joy will turn to ashes in your mouth. And you will know the debt is paid.
Ok, about aaron's server. I admit I stole stuff in Ithilien using a spy. I needed time to save Numenor, otherwise I will be destroyed like Aasim was bloating (not to be rude) on EW. I did what I can to slow down progress before Aasim was going to attack me. I'm sorry Captain_Aasim I had to do what I could to protect Numenor. And the members of Ithilien, I am sorry. Mile, I am sorry.
Mithlond, as I once refused to die, I swore I would give you the strength to come back to us. Thus, I have decided to head lotr-official-mod-ward. I shall head there and hopefully meet you once more, and bring back both your sanity and your health. I welcome any men (or women) of Camelot, or allies from elsewhere, to aid me in my task, for now, I shall be busy a-searching. Good day.