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Good evening,<br>
Good evening,<br>
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I was an axe-murderer before the outbreak. These days I consider myself to be a bit of a philanthropist and a professional outdoorsman. I'm also quite mad.
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If I have taken your life or brought harm to your estate, I offer my sincerest apologies. I am merely weeding out inferior forms of humanity. I'm afraid that your feeble resistance only confirms my convictions. The world is moving on without you. We intend to kill every last one of you and destroy all of creation, violently and without remorse. No hard feelings, of course, it is simply our calling.<br>
If I have taken your life or brought harm to your estate, I offer my sincerest apologies. I am merely weeding out inferior forms of humanity. I'm afraid that your feeble resistance only confirms my convictions. The world is moving on without you. We intend to kill every last one of you and destroy all of creation, violently and without remorse. No hard feelings, of course, it is simply our calling.<br>

Revision as of 17:17, 11 November 2009

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Bobby the Hatchet
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Class: Civilian/Fire Fighter
Level: 40
Joined: 09/25/2007
Real Name: Unknown
Style: Death-Cultist
Group: Ridleybank Resistance Front
Subgroup: Gore Corps
Bounty: Irrelevant

Good evening,

I was an axe-murderer before the outbreak. These days I consider myself to be a bit of a philanthropist and a professional outdoorsman. I'm also quite mad.
If I have taken your life or brought harm to your estate, I offer my sincerest apologies. I am merely weeding out inferior forms of humanity. I'm afraid that your feeble resistance only confirms my convictions. The world is moving on without you. We intend to kill every last one of you and destroy all of creation, violently and without remorse. No hard feelings, of course, it is simply our calling.

Ammunition is running out, needles are being squandered, fuel is depleting and buildings are falling into ruin. Your streets remain tainted with the blood of the fallen and you barricade yourselves inside of early graves. You turn on one another, fighting over possessions, property and status; in your attempts to maintain law and order, you invite only chaos and destruction. In the end, it will be your own stubborn will that destroys you.

Immortality, it is our gift. Embrace natural selection and do not look back.

Ridleybank is the new Eden.

Only the dead have seen the end of Gore Corps!









Nothing in the cry
of Cicadas suggests they
are about to die.
- Basho





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