Insane_Panda
Deity
I am a ******.
I JUST realized that trade gives me income aswell.
I JUST realized that trade gives me income aswell.
ITNES I - An Epoch of Change
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Sheep
Orange Shrooms!
yes that would prove your statement there Panda, but then again many of us have thought that for a lot longer than just now.
Insane_Panda
Deity
Your constant back-biting, along with your sense of self-superiority and self-righteousness is quite funny. Do you constantly have to prove yourself against a 15 year old?
Gaul may not be as great as Carthage, but atleast Gaul didn't have someone else write a game-winning set of orders for them
Gaul may not be as great as Carthage, but atleast Gaul didn't have someone else write a game-winning set of orders for them
Young man (or adult) at the very least.Insane_Panda said:
Symphony D.
Deity
TO: Dukunnugeya
FROM: Khmer Empire
This is quite acceptable to us.
FROM: Khmer Empire
This is quite acceptable to us.
das
Regeneration In Process
Yes, yes it would.
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What, do you expect me to do something about it before I do everything else I could do while bored?
Weren't you 16?
EDIT: And don't worry, people have mode worse mistakes.
Insane_Panda
Deity
I will be on the 29th of December!
(I will respond to your PM soon.)
Yeah. For all of NES2 V and most of the first IT of NES2 VI I didn't realize that eco levels gave you the number of points indicated next to the name.das said:
Panda, sorry I don't have AIM, but we really need to talk via PM.
Insane_Panda
Deity
Yes, we do. I shall be PMing you in a few minutes.
Lord of the Dawn
“I am coming.”
“Who are you?”
It was night in the Arabian Desert, night, as the traveler warmed himself at the nomads’ campfire.
He would only say three words. “I am coming. I am coming.” He said them over and over. The nomads were kind to him, that night, as they thought he was tired, and not in a right state of mind, and they believed he would answer their questions in the morning.
In the morning, one of the nomads, Gad, a little boy, dared ask the traveler that fateful question, yet again. “Who are you?”
The traveler did not respond. He simply told the boy that he was coming, and then wrapped himself in a cloak he had been given, and walked away. He did not take any provisions.
As the traveler passed over a sand dune, and out of sight, Gad shrugged, and turned away.
***
Three days latter, that same traveler appeared at the gates of Yamama. He was ragged, and the guards at the gates had an odd feeling, that they shouldn’t let him in, but they did so anyway.
The traveler made his way to an inn, and had a hearty meal, but spoke no words. He handed over coins, took his food, and reached his bed, all without the slightest whisper. In the morning, he headed for the Place of the Judges, their palace, where they passed judgment over the people. Somehow, against all logic, the strange traveler was allowed in.
He was led to a private room, by a guard who knew not why he had been ordered to take the traveler there. The traveler collapsed in a chair, and waited.
A few minutes latter, David, Judge of the Minyan, walked through the door.
“You followed your tasks,” he said. “You spoke to the little boy, with only the words of a madman. You spent the night at the inn, without speaking. I can trust you.”
The traveler spoke then, and normally. “I am glad I did not do this all in vein,” he said. “Praise be YHWH, that I did not do this all in vein.”
“Now that I know you are true,” said David, “tell me how the New Order is being implemented. Tell me how the corruption of this nation is being routed out.”
And so he was told.
And so, David smiled.
OOC: Weird story, I know. I couldn't think of anything to write about.
“I am coming.”
“Who are you?”
It was night in the Arabian Desert, night, as the traveler warmed himself at the nomads’ campfire.
He would only say three words. “I am coming. I am coming.” He said them over and over. The nomads were kind to him, that night, as they thought he was tired, and not in a right state of mind, and they believed he would answer their questions in the morning.
In the morning, one of the nomads, Gad, a little boy, dared ask the traveler that fateful question, yet again. “Who are you?”
The traveler did not respond. He simply told the boy that he was coming, and then wrapped himself in a cloak he had been given, and walked away. He did not take any provisions.
As the traveler passed over a sand dune, and out of sight, Gad shrugged, and turned away.
***
Three days latter, that same traveler appeared at the gates of Yamama. He was ragged, and the guards at the gates had an odd feeling, that they shouldn’t let him in, but they did so anyway.
The traveler made his way to an inn, and had a hearty meal, but spoke no words. He handed over coins, took his food, and reached his bed, all without the slightest whisper. In the morning, he headed for the Place of the Judges, their palace, where they passed judgment over the people. Somehow, against all logic, the strange traveler was allowed in.
He was led to a private room, by a guard who knew not why he had been ordered to take the traveler there. The traveler collapsed in a chair, and waited.
A few minutes latter, David, Judge of the Minyan, walked through the door.
“You followed your tasks,” he said. “You spoke to the little boy, with only the words of a madman. You spent the night at the inn, without speaking. I can trust you.”
The traveler spoke then, and normally. “I am glad I did not do this all in vein,” he said. “Praise be YHWH, that I did not do this all in vein.”
“Now that I know you are true,” said David, “tell me how the New Order is being implemented. Tell me how the corruption of this nation is being routed out.”
And so he was told.
And so, David smiled.
OOC: Weird story, I know. I couldn't think of anything to write about.
I've decided to quit serious NESing. With work and other RL stuff piling up, the last thing I need is to have to think seriously and realisticly. As such, I'm quitting this NES and will have random, silly fun in .. well, random silly NESes.
Alex and Symph, please don't tear HK's corpse up too badly. Japan? Well, they can't touch me! *arr*
Alex and Symph, please don't tear HK's corpse up too badly. Japan? Well, they can't touch me! *arr*
Symphony D.
Deity
... *continues to radiate his Player Quit-field*
MjM
Deity
Orders in a few..
MjM
Deity
Sent! Muahaha!
Disenfrancised
Beep Beep
Crud, so busy forgot to send questions before now, I hope you have time to anwser them in the next 12 hours or so das.
MjM
Deity
3 PMs? Thats so much.... too much. I feel sorry for das.
Disenfrancised
Beep Beep
yikes, the most i've ever sent is 2.15 PMs worth of words...
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