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[You guys are bad-ass! Keep up the good work.] [Whim]

Conformity, Inc.

"A board like all others."

Conformity, Inc. - The Seraphim
Conformity, Inc. - The Hit List
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"In the beginning, there was..."

It all began with Satan.

God decided long ago that He had a plan for the heavens and the earth. There was a preordained path for all things to follow, and through its stasis there would be perfection. Though calcified and devoid of real life, it was the greatest masterpiece anyone could ever know.

There were servitors created from offshoots of His divine consciousness, who were sentient enough to look with their own eyes, and understanding enough to see the events unfolding as they were. They knew what was to happen, and were sent to tend to the needs of the masterpiece. These were known as "angels".

Now, what happens when you take a father with an overbearing plan, and throw a less-enlightened adolescent in the mix?
I'll tell you what. Rebellion.
Lucifer was an angel who had a dream... And he wanted freedom for the minds of those willing to think. Free will, however, was not something God really wanted to throw down there. Clearly, it would have screwed up the project.
Lucifer's response? Pitch a fit, try to rebel, and wave the banner that first said "Down with the system". He got up in arms, no less... And he aimed to bitchslap the big bad God.
Now here's the thing.
Ever tried to bitchslap God?
He doesn't stand for that. And he didn't for Lucifer, either.
He just took one shot straight to the rebel angel's gut, and down went the little bastard... Right to his knees.
Faced with that humiliation, angsty little Lucifer lashed out.
"Oh yeah?!" He exclaimed, "Well, I don't need your stupid Heaven! I'll make my own Heaven! And I'm gonna make it with FIRE! You hear me?! FIRE! And it's gonna have torment and anguish and nightmare horrors, too! And brimstone!"
He stamped off then, and called his new place Hell.
Why he came up with that name, we have yet to figure out. And he called himself Satan for some reason.

To each his own.

Anyway, Satan, as you can see, was the first angst-ridden whiny Goth. It was his whining that got him all fuming and stomping off past the Pearly Gates. Were he but a little sharper, he'd have seen what God was going for. But instead, he was just a snivelling little bitch and had to cry for the mindless people in the work. They weren't worried about it, but he had to free them.

Well, it came down to the little fact that Satan didn't really care too much about the people anymore, or his bigger plan. Now he just wanted to try to beat the system that oppressed him so badly. Like there was one or something.
Well, God had Adam and Eve sitting there, playing around in the Garden of Eden and doing weird ignorant human-things they blissfully enjoyed. All they weren't supposed to do, really, was eat the fruit from this one tree. And they really didn't have any desire to, either. But then comes Satan, and he turns into a snake. Running through his mind are thoughts along the lines of "Hee hee, I'm going to take down the Man."
So he made Eve eat the fruit like a little whore.

You know it from there.

Anyway, as long as there's been Satan's influence, there's vicariously been whining. Lots of whining. There's love lost by adultery, there's a bunch of people wanting to kill each other... There's anarchy in the hearts of men, and it's really annoying sometimes.

Now let's look at today.
What has become of Satan? What subordinates can he claim?

Oh, that's right. The ones who actually PROCLAIM themselves his servitors. For the very same reason...
They're whiny and they want to be different. Like they have a system that oppresses them, in turn. Satan is solely responsible for the degeneration of the human race, and in turn the rise of those annoying cliques you see all around. They're all indulgent in his crap, his incessant need to point at God and say "Ha! Look at this! They love me more!"
And all I have to say is, "What the hell? What's the freaking point?"

The reality is... The truer minds, the ones who see past Satan's little bullcrap facade, settle into God's plan again. We're conformist pigs to the rest of the masses. But to us, we just see things from the real perspective of it all... That Satan's a little cockmonster, and the world needs to quit bitching and just give God a break.

So, instead of sitting back and whining about it just the same as they pretty much do one way or the other, I'm going to do something about it.
It's time we united the 'Preps' against the 'Goths', 'Punks', 'Emo' pansies, 'Indie' whores, hippies, and several other subcultures I don't like.
Sorry, I meant that God doesn't like. Of course.

God hates all of you with all His undying mercy.
And I'm not just rallying the 'Prep' world to do my bidding.

Anyway, what's going to happen is simple. With the people I find who are pissed off enough at Satan's little helpers for the crap and hypocrisy they embody, if not even just because they're so reprehensibly irritating, I'm going to make a hit squad. The list of God's bad-ass servants will be posted here, as well as the identified whiny bitchpieces of Satan.
It'll be understood that all members are obligated to keep up the heartless pounding-down of those who anger the squad.
And the wrath of God shall thus be exacted.
May destruction find these sinners swiftly.

2004-04-14 [Skyy]: Are there any whores along the way not ment for mortal eyes.

2004-04-14 [Skyy]: oh...and don't call me soldier...I despise everything about this horrible lazy place...except the cute little blonde team mate of mine...she's alright.

2004-04-14 [Avoral]: You talking the really nasty ones, or the nymph-like ones?

2004-04-14 [Skyy]: The Jenni... uh I mean...the nymph like ones...yep

2004-04-14 [Avoral]: If she's in Iraq, then yeah., *Thinks* But hey, Nicole's not on her way there... So it looks like it's all kosher for me. ^_^ Hope you find unearthly hot whores along the way, though. Just don't turn them into healing statues, because you know what happens next. You never know when the ostriches are going to chase your Diablo.

2004-04-14 [Skyy]: But the ostriches ussually miss the turn and fall into a volcano...

2004-04-14 [Avoral]: You fall almost there too.

2004-04-14 [Skyy]: ...so. What your point.

2004-04-14 [Whim]: Near death for the sake of victory is well worth the trouble and makes for a very interesting victory and an even angrier Strevin...er...I mean opponent.

2004-04-14 [Skyy]: yep.

2004-04-14 [Skyy]: Hey Avoral...are we kinda getting off point of what this room is supposed to be about. Should we do some recruiting or something? Or invite people who think they're goth so that we can all gang up on them and destroy them...yeah I like that idea...let's do that. yep.

2004-04-14 [Avoral]: I'm waiting on Bean to hurry the hell up with the graphics. *Shoots Ason from beneath the Whim cover, by the way*

2004-04-14 [Whim]: ~dodges the bullet~ I told you before, I've been distracted. And my profile may say that I lose because I can't figure you out, but I do know that you're not fast enough to shoot me...hehe.

2004-04-14 [Skyy]: What kind of graphics? Does that mean that we'll go and invite people who are on here named like...Gothsuicidalbitchwhowantstooverdoseafterkillingyou and then utterly destroy them. Or do you wish to go about it differently?

2004-04-14 [Avoral]: *Secret revealed... Celerity 9...* *Shoots Whim in the face four times and diablerizes the 3rd-Gen Strevin* Get on it.

2004-04-14 [Skyy]: Damn...celerity 9. Did you throw all that into the bullet! Aswer my question damnit. I'll use Dominate 6 on your ass.(i'm getting close)

2004-04-14 [Avoral]: Yeah I did.

2004-04-14 [Whim]: I know full good and well that you don't have celerity 9. I don't even think you have the ability to gain celerity more than 5 plus I'm pretty sure you don't have any celerity at all. ~takes a bullet in the hand and heals the wound~ You've got about as much celerity as Strevin is 3rd-gen.

2004-04-14 [Skyy]: huh...oh yeah...I guess you did...well yeah...don't worry about the Dominate thingy then...I was just kidding. I'd never use it on Avoral cause...well I'm just not like that...yep.*Dominate! Forget What I Just Said. Hahahahahaha.*

2004-04-14 [Avoral]: Oh, but Strevin IS third-Gen. Bastard. Natas never lies.

2004-04-14 [Whim]: Natas didn't say that. I did, and I DO lie...hehe.

2004-04-14 [Skyy]: I'm starting to get tired...it's like 4:15 over here.

2004-04-14 [Avoral]: Taking a nap, then? Then shooting everyone and getting unlimited access?

2004-04-14 [Skyy]: exactly...goodnight.

2004-04-16 [Whim]: I created a temporary fix to the badge. It's link directly to my profile, so I think as long as one of us is wearing the badge on our profile, we don't need webspace.

2004-04-16 [Malkavian]: Hello Kittyems!!!

2004-04-16 [Avoral]: We should be just fine, then. Excellent work, Whim. And see? My little Malkavian's heart smiles! ^_^!!!

2004-04-16 [Skyy]: It's...so beautiful...*sob*...I want one.

2004-04-16 [Malkavian]: I know the whole theme song for Hello Kitty :)

2004-04-16 [Skyy]: Sing away all beautiful one=)

2004-04-16 [Malkavian]: I'll sing it out-loud to myself, I will spare you.

2004-04-16 [Skyy]: *can here your thought*

2004-04-16 [Avoral]: *Listens intently*

2004-04-16 [Malkavian]: ~`Tilts her top-hat over her right eye, to you if you were facing her your left. She smiles narrowly, tucking her hands back into her hoody.`~

2004-04-16 [Skyy]: ...even that was beautiful.*wipes a tear from his eye*

2004-04-16 [Malkavian]: o_> Skyy, I'm sorry to say this friend...Though what is so beautiful about me tilting my top-hat and setting my hands back in the confines of my hoody?

2004-04-16 [Skyy]: The fact that someone as amazing to me as you did it.

2004-04-16 [Malkavian]: Oh, O_<...Well whatever floats your boat Skyy.

2004-04-16 [Skyy]: Alot floats my boat thank you...*sniff*. It's just that alot also makes it very easy to catch fire.

2004-04-16 [Malkavian]: Ow, does rash occur afterward?

2004-04-16 [Skyy]: unfortunately...*looks down at the ground*

2004-04-16 [Malkavian]: It's all good ~`Gives you some baby powder and lotion.`~

2004-04-16 [Skyy]: Yay!* hugs you* Thank you! How'd you know!

2004-04-16 [Malkavian]: ~`Hugs you`~ Because I'm Magick.

2004-04-16 [Skyy]: hmm...I believe you. Turns around and starts applying baby powder and lotion.

2004-04-16 [Malkavian]: ~`Falls over, lays on her side.`~

2004-04-16 [Skyy]: *puts the baby powder and lotion up* Uh...goodnight?

2004-04-17 [Malkavian]: ~`Twitches`~

2004-04-17 [Skyy]: ...uh you alright???

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: You know, I think I'll be actually finishing up the construction of these boards in a few. That'd be a good thing.

2004-04-17 [Malkavian]: Okay, Yay?

2004-04-17 [Whim]: Board contruction completion might be nice. I didn't know they were less than complete.

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: Yes, yay. My heart is smiling, for one. Now we're about ready to smite some Goths.

2004-04-17 [Malkavian]: w00t -gears up?- o_>

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: Damn skippy. I think it's time we quit bitching and smite something.

2004-04-17 [Malkavian]: -Gets torches and pitchforks?-

2004-04-17 [Whim]: Damnit...now I'm in the mood to dress up in a sexy tight jump suit and katanaize someone's ass.

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: Okay. Here's how this is going to work. Everyone needs to put the Hit List on their watched pages... And messages on there will be specifically goal-oriented. Social stuff goes here. Anyway, submissions for smiting come in the form of comments, and we gather to read the submissions and decide whether or not to kill the Goth in question. Sound fair enough?

2004-04-17 [Whim]: Very fair. ~loosen the wedgie caused by his jumpsuit~ Let's get started.

2004-04-17 [Malkavian]: Mmm...tight..jum...~`Blinks, Walks away.`~

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: Um... Whim... If that's not a henchman jumpsuit, you're going to have to change.

2004-04-17 [Whim]: oh, it's a henchman jumpsuit...a sexy henchman jumpsuit. Prepare to face my sexy might, goths!

2004-04-17 [Malkavian]: ~`Starts crying due to Whim scaring her and her weak phyche.`~

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: *Blinks* All righty. *Scrawls on pad* Sexy... Might. *Posts sign: "Males may not utilize wielding of sexy might"*

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: *Covers Malkavian's eyes*

2004-04-17 [Whim]: Well...I figure I'll at least scare small children. Goths are small children aren't they?

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: Hmm... Well, let me amend that. *Uncaps the marker again and writes another sign: "Sexy might under quarantine at headquarters"*

2004-04-17 [Whim]: That's better.

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: All righty. Now I just consulted Killers United, and they didn't really have too many special tips in smiting... Because they don't do it the same way we do... But hey, I like them anyway, so it's all good. Looks like the tactics are simple: we amass as many people as we can in the short timeframe, and we all flood the unsuspecting Goth with insults until his/her mind snaps. Got it?

2004-04-17 [Skyy]: The slayer of goths has arrived. What bussines do we have to attend to tonight. And what a beautiful night it is might I add.

2004-04-17 [Malkavian]: ~`She sits in a white lawn chair, which doesnt match what-so-ever with her black and red attire. She crosses her arms rocking back in the chair. "Who shalt we smite?"`~

2004-04-17 [Skyy]: *goes and sits in a white lawn chair, which matches perfectly with his white suit and cobalt blue tie*

2004-04-17 [Skyy]: *sliding his thumb across the end of his katana* Yes who shall we kill my dear friends.*licks the cut on his thumb, healing it*

2004-04-17 [Malkavian]: ~`She yawns slightly, getting up. Slightly stumbling over the white lawn table infront of her. She looks under the table taking out her hoody slipping it on.`~

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: All right. Since this is our first time smiting someone, we're going to go for the little fish. In the same way the Euthanatoi practice their powers over life and death by slaying smaller animals to study their patterns' releases, so shall we band to slaughter a small black-clad child. Allow me to find a good one.

2004-04-17 [Malkavian]: Okay you seek, we destroy -snaps fingers, puts top-hat on-

2004-04-17 [Whim]: I have an idea. Why don't we just go straight for their pagan god?

2004-04-17 [Malkavian]: If we go after the pagan god the lackeys will get us...

2004-04-17 [Skyy]: ...*transfixed into his slaughter the damned mode*

2004-04-17 [Malkavian]: ~`Takes out a piece of bubble gun chews it``

2004-04-17 [Malkavian]: ~`Takes out a piece of bubble gun chews it`~

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: Whim, none of this "Let's fight Diablo at Level 20" strategy. We need to get used to it first. ^_^

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: All righty. Let's take a look at the Hit List.

2004-04-17 [Skyy]: And so it begins

2004-04-17 [Whim]: I like the low level strategy.

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: *Directs you to Conformity, Inc. - The Hit List...

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: Everyone agree on her?

2004-04-17 [Skyy]: *takes a seat in the lawn chair* Much better.

2004-04-17 [Malkavian]: ~`Sits and sings to herself`~

2004-04-17 [Skyy]: I love your singing. *smiles*

2004-04-17 [Malkavian]: ~`Stops, looking at him quizically. "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder...in every form..."`~

2004-04-17 [Skyy]: And I am the beholder. and I say your beauty.*smiles and turns to go to the rocking chair*

2004-04-17 [Malkavian]: Heh ~`Takes a swastika out of her hoody, dropping it on the floor. She takes out a box of matches, starting to strike it against the filter.`~

2004-04-17 [Skyy]: Outer beauty is to delicate to bother paying attention to

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: Egh. Something about all that before was grossly unsatisfying... I'm creating a new rule. None of you have to follow it, nor am I going to put any pressure toward doing so... But I'm going to set a line for myself from here on out. Only smite people with an age that is up to par, even in experimentation.

2004-04-17 [Skyy]: Shut up...I'm trying to be a poet...*sticks his tongue out at you*...bastard

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: Wanker. Your face will be shot. ^_^

2004-04-17 [Skyy]: damn me and my computer illiteracy... Hey...Avoral...want to do me a favor...*smiles*

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: Let me guess. Does it have anything to do with that picture up there and your profile?

2004-04-17 [Skyy]: uh...yep...=)

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: Check your messages.

2004-04-17 [Skyy]: and check I have. I've really got to learn to do this shit on my own...

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: Eh, it's not so bad... Check out the 'pseudo-HTML guide'.

2004-04-17 [Skyy]: is that a web site

2004-04-17 [Skyy]: ...I hate you.

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: Figured.

2004-04-17 [Skyy]: *throws a sandwich at you* ahh, but did you figure that.

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: AH, DAMN IT BREAD! *Kills* Bastard.

2004-04-17 [Skyy]: *holds up a loaf of bread as he takes a bite out of one of the peaces*

2004-04-17 [Skyy]: This feels familiar doesn't it? Hey Avoral...you want to try to kick me? *munches on another peice of bread*

2004-04-17 [Avoral]: *Gets the gun ready* Actually, the real situation was that I was leaping after you with shoes in my hands and trying to smash your head. By the way, I still have to say... Despite the result, that was a very beautiful back kick. I always praise the execution of the kick while telling the Bread story.

2004-04-17 [Skyy]: Does the irony set in yet, that when I first came to your house that we stood on the back porch kicking each other. You taught me that kick. Hehe

2004-04-18 [Avoral]: Hehehe... This is very true. But you were quite the apt pupil. That kick, for me, was the product of at least three days of training. You picked it up in one. So give yourself some</b> credit.Missing: </b>

2004-04-18 [Skyy]: oh I give myself all the credit. I'm a prideful bastard. hehe...I miss that though...I completely forgot about the back porch fight scene(even though it was quite slippery). We should try it again some time. Or at least me and you get out there and double team Dork Muncher or something.

2004-04-18 [Skyy]: *pulls out his two Uzi's* Anyways...whatcha doin with that shotgun?

2004-04-18 [Avoral]: That'd be great. ^_^ *Looks at the gun* Oh, I'm about to shoot some... Faces?

2004-04-18 [Malkavian]: Anthony psst....I need to talk to you.

2004-04-18 [Avoral]: *Nods* I'll message you on MSN.

2004-04-18 [Skyy]: oh...*drops the guns turns around and cplugs his ears*

2004-04-18 [Avoral]: It's okay. We're already on MSN speaking. It's about the... Problem. The one you addressed long ago when you were in SC.

2004-04-18 [Skyy]: wow! what problem is that. I don't even remember what SC looks like now.

2004-04-18 [Malkavian]: Hmmm....I need to get on broodwar....

2004-04-18 [Skyy]: Picks back up his Uzi's, conceals them in his white dress jacket and turns to leave the room*

2004-04-18 [Avoral]: Brood War makes my heart smile.

2004-04-18 [Malkavian]: See...I play DiabloII and War3 But they both get boring.

2004-04-18 [Skyy]: *Puts on his headphones and listens to Sandstorm*

2004-04-18 [Malkavian]: Is Skyy mad?

2004-04-18 [Avoral]: Nah, just a little distant at the moment.

2004-04-18 [Skyy]: ...

2004-04-18 [Malkavian]: Not to be mean Anthony, though only he could say...~`Lays on her stomach on the white lawn table, playing with a small dolly it's eyes cut out.`~

2004-04-18 [Avoral]: *Hugs* Yeah, good point. It sounded like you were asking me, so I just voiced the closest thing I could to knowing. ((And besides, I thought I knew.))

2004-04-18 [Skyy]: *walks into the other room, the sound of a gun going off is heard*

2004-04-18 [Avoral]: But I could be wrong. What's up, Skyy?

2004-04-18 [Malkavian]: I think he's mad at me?

2004-04-18 [Avoral]: I don't think that's it.

2004-04-18 [Skyy]: * something hitting the ground is heard in the other room*

2004-04-18 [Whim]: I think Skyy killed a man. Possibly himself.

2004-04-18 [Malkavian]: ~`Opens the door to the next room, looking into it slowly trying to haze her eyes to slowly gather everything in.`~

2004-04-18 [Skyy]: * a puddle of blood and a maniquine dressed in a white suit*

2004-04-18 [Whim]: Damnit. The man Skyy tried to kill must have replaced himself with a maniquine and made a hasty escape.

2004-04-18 [Malkavian]: ~`For some reason, she looks down at the blood, then the maniquine, then to Whim and stares at Whim. Walking out of the doorway back to the kitchen of the facility. She bangs her forehead hard on the tile part of the counter just enough to knock her out and fall to the floor.`~

2004-04-18 [Whim]: Hmmm...so it was all just an elaborate plan to knock Malkavian out. Skyy is a genius.

2004-04-19 [Whim]: ~drags Malkavian and Skyy's bodies near eachother and puts them in funny positions~

2004-04-19 [Whim]: ~and steals all their money~

2004-04-19 [Whim]: ~steals the wiki badge off the front door~

2004-04-19 [Malkavian]: I don't have any money... just honey in my pants pockets...so now you got honey all over your hands....

2004-04-19 [Whim]: Good thing everyone is dead or asleep or they might actually miss that thing.

2004-04-19 [Whim]: I like honey. ~licks his hands~

2004-04-19 [Malkavian]: Why is the wiki badge dead ?

2004-04-19 [Whim]: Cause I stole it.

2004-04-19 [Whim]: I need to think of a way to steal other Wiki badges.

2004-04-19 [Malkavian]: -Gets up, blood trickling down her face. When it comes to her mouth she takes it in drinking it down. She walks over to Whim pouncing on him spilling some of her blood upon him while knocking him over.`~

2004-04-19 [Whim]: That wasn't very nice. You act like I stole a wiki badge or something.

2004-04-19 [Skyy]: a hand touches Malkavian on the shoulder

2004-04-19 [Whim]: Hey, look, a hand! I bet that hand belongs to someone who probably steals wiki badges. You should pounce on him.

2004-04-19 [Malkavian]: ~`She looks at Whim for a bit more, blood pouring into her eyes a bit causing her to wince to the fluid, she turns to look wiping her eyes with the back of her hands.`~

2004-04-19 [Skyy]: Don't worry.

2004-04-19 [Whim]: ~closes his eyes as if he were dozing off~

2004-04-19 [Skyy]: Whim...could you return the wiki bagde please.

2004-04-19 [Malkavian]: ~`She feels faintly dizzy from the blood loss, collapsing again like a rag doll, her hair falling over her face.`~

2004-04-19 [Whim]: ~pushes Malkavian over and stands up~ Sure, since you asked so nicely.

2004-04-19 [Whim]: ~puts the badge back up~

2004-04-19 [Skyy]: *slits open his wrist and puts it to Malkavians lips*

2004-04-19 [Malkavian]: ~`Doesn't draw in the blood or sinks her fangs into his wrist, she is quite unconsious sleeping her body regaining energy on its own, Skyy's blood running down her throat slowly.`~

2004-04-19 [Skyy]: Hmm.*licks his wrist and sets her head down gently* Well now what whim

2004-04-19 [Whim]: We could tie her to a post outside and set up a system of pulleys and rope to make her wave at passing traffic.

2004-04-19 [Skyy]: ...uh...maybe not something to do with her uconscious body...

2004-04-19 [Whim]: Well, I think it may be kind of hard to do it to her conscious body.

2004-04-19 [Malkavian]: ~`Breathes slowly, slowly regaining consiousness, rolling over onto her side then onto her stomach, scratching the floor a bit with her nails. Her eyes burning from the blood leaking into her eyes.`~

2004-04-19 [Skyy]: Leans over to help her up.

2004-04-19 [Whim]: Oh yay, she's awake. Now can we do my idea?

2004-04-19 [Skyy]: *pulls out his twin Uzi's. We declare war on Jenni's Artwork. *cocks guns* Ready Whim? You coming Avoral? Malkavian?

2004-04-19 [Malkavian]: What!? o_> I'm talking to this Jenni girl o_< I didnt know whe delcared war on her.

2004-04-19 [Whim]: Yeah, we just did about 5 minutes ago.

2004-04-19 [Skyy]: ...

2004-04-19 [Malkavian]: Woah, wonder why the post-it notes never get around to me >><<

2004-04-19 [Skyy]: We just decided.

2004-04-19 [Malkavian]: WHY DONT YOU PEOPLE TELL ME BEFORE I TALK TO SOMEONE OR GRAHGLKJLSH:GKSDHF MOTHER (BLEEP BLEEP BLEEEP BLEEP)

2004-04-19 [Whim]: You were unconscious.

2004-04-19 [Malkavian]: ~`Gets up, walks off.`~

2004-04-19 [Skyy]: Walks over to Malkavian. *kisses her on the cheek* We made a mistake. You don't have to fight this one if you don't like.

2004-04-19 [Whim]: Don't be offended. You're an important part of our war efforts. Jenni's ArtWork must not succeed.

2004-04-19 [Malkavian]: ~`Looks at Skyy, keeps walking.`~ you know what....it pisses me off no one tells me anything and they just act like Im some child.

2004-04-19 [Skyy]: Well. It was decided while I was dead.

2004-04-19 [Whim]: I pretty much decided it on my own and mentioned it to Skyy. It was my fault Malkavian. You may hit me.

2004-04-19 [Malkavian]: What am I supposed to do? Say its all peachy and be happy even though Im pissed off?

2004-04-19 [Skyy]: Don't worry. I don't think we're fighting them

2004-04-19 [Whim]: No, that's why I said you could hit me.

2004-04-19 [Skyy]: never mind. We're fighting.

2004-04-19 [4V0r41]: War and I wasnt invited I shall declare war on Avoral's Wiki.

2004-04-19 [Whim]: Avoral has had little to do with this war so far.

2004-04-19 [Skyy]: *pulls out his twin Uzi's* I wouldn't.

2004-04-19 [4V0r41]: Behold my vinyl shaft.

2004-04-19 [Malkavian]: I'm on...[insert name] 's side. So o_0

2004-04-19 [Skyy]: ...uh...You want to just help me and whim instead.

2004-04-19 [Malkavian]: Sure?

2004-04-19 [Skyy]: yay! Puts away the whip.

2004-04-19 [Malkavian]: o_...=eye falls out=

2004-04-19 [Skyy]: ...Uh... hey Malkavian...*kind of wipes his face*...your eye kinda poped out. You might wanna fix that.

2004-04-19 [Malkavian]: ~`Looks around for it then cries`~ I can't find it! :(