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Welcome to [[http://urbandead.com/profile.cgi?id=1950894 ME]]!! | Welcome to [[http://urbandead.com/profile.cgi?id=1950894 ME]]!! | ||
Life and stuff: | Life and stuff: | ||
Nothing much... Eaten on the third day. I bumped into Tompson Mall, fell in with The Dead and toured with them for a while. Got combat revived somewhere in between, zerged for Caiger Mall Survivors for a while killing off bad guys and death cultists. Then Caiger was ruined and I got laid off. Soon later, I was killed by some petty revenge plot, and I fell back in with The Dead for another while. I decided to catch Brain Rot for some reason; which I regretted to this day. | |||
Then one day I just found myself in a pub and wanted to see The Bank for my own eyes. Meet all sorts of interesting people on the way, joined miscellaneous groups, participated in some pointless war in Pasheton and died for a REALLY long time as the result. | |||
When I got to Ridleybank, I realized: Death is boring and people are stupid! So I decided to sit back and enjoy the serenity in the beating heart of the apocalypse; where no one would give a damn to shoot you in the back. | |||
...And for some reason, I am now a heavily-armed cookie. :D | |||
Revision as of 09:52, 1 December 2012
Welcome to [ME]!!
Life and stuff:
Nothing much... Eaten on the third day. I bumped into Tompson Mall, fell in with The Dead and toured with them for a while. Got combat revived somewhere in between, zerged for Caiger Mall Survivors for a while killing off bad guys and death cultists. Then Caiger was ruined and I got laid off. Soon later, I was killed by some petty revenge plot, and I fell back in with The Dead for another while. I decided to catch Brain Rot for some reason; which I regretted to this day.
Then one day I just found myself in a pub and wanted to see The Bank for my own eyes. Meet all sorts of interesting people on the way, joined miscellaneous groups, participated in some pointless war in Pasheton and died for a REALLY long time as the result.
When I got to Ridleybank, I realized: Death is boring and people are stupid! So I decided to sit back and enjoy the serenity in the beating heart of the apocalypse; where no one would give a damn to shoot you in the back.
...And for some reason, I am now a heavily-armed cookie. :D
