wait you mean that steamroller WRYYYYYYYYYYYYYY meme from MUGEN comes from jojo
"I like girls, but now, it's about justice."if you want to reference something i can play this game too
Not the Scarlet yet. Nothing of me is here. Touch my flesh: your hands will touch the air only. Scarlet. But let it be so. That means that if a miracle happens – and by tomorrow only those who should survive by my plan live, and the ruthless Authorities will forget about us as before –we shall deny the severe law of life. And then the dream will triumph. And a new Utopia will rise. It’s not the Tower, Daniel. It’s the town. We understand the word “Utopia” not as an ideal of prosperous trade,a perfect social system and political validity, but as a mystical fact of materialization of the incomprehensible, normally inaccessible to the profane person. Truly. You listen. This world exists, but is not given into human hands. Never. It is revealed only by delicate hints; in inevitably perishes under a straight sight. Mystery is its life; this world dies if it is enslaved. Probably. But luckily, even in the best adjusted mechanism failures happen. Sometimes the two worlds—mundane and utopia—touch each other! The antibodies collide! And contrary to the law of self-preservation they do not perish, but merge, forming a marvelous symbiosis. Thus is Utopia – a terrestrial embodiment of an unearthly miracle – achieved! Yes. We could build a magnificent town of rock crystal, sapphire walls, emerald roofs and ruby roadways, as you would expect from children’s fairy tales about magic countries. But here true life – living people of flesh and blood – exists. What surprises you? This is how it looks. That’s why it’s Utopia instead of a dream. It is even associated with the word “bog”. It needs dirt. A bog of peat bathed in a ruby sky. Utopia accepts even the basest humans, the unattractive terrestrial. Therefore: the bloody Abattoir, rotten fields, barracks, and impoverished slums. This is the land. Utopia needs the Cult of Bulls, a living echo of the symbiosis between the world of beasts and spirits and the world of men. The animal nature lays the foundation of our civilization. Dirt, blood, manure, devouring each other’s skin and meat and bones: tools from which civilization, the commonwealth of creators, grows. In the earth a miraculous merge of the Anthropophobic Steppe and the Human world occurred. This settlement transfigured from a society of devourers into one of creators. A true wonder was born. At its height, the Cathedral was built. But here we failed. Yes. The Tower of the Riverbank has finally metamorphosed – a miraculous merger of worlds. The world of the possible and the world of the impossible. I do not know, Daniel. This is not our fault. The town has not sustained this tension, has not endured the heat. So we begin again. There is no death. We are not afraid of it. You see, I am dead and incorporeal, yet I am here. Like a restless soul doomed to return.
i can be ten times as nonsensical as anyone here
Seer, you are the final boss of this thread.
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Doesn't being evil all the time get tiring?
What if there’s no better word than just not saying anything?Considering the discussion thingy on the FG
earlier in the week, I've been thinking. I know we shouldn't have too many dramatic and fight-heavy plotlets going on at the same time, but I would like to wrap up the Tallis/Julie thing this weekend. If that's too soon and I'm jumping the gun, that's cool with me. I can wait.
I just thought it'd be best to ask because it seemed that all of the unannounced stuff bugged some people.

wrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
I live in a constant state of fear and misery.