[spoiler]redacted[/spoiler]

WHY THE HELL IS THIS STILL ALIVE?!

Are there any tenno in here if so i need to talk to you about my beloved genetic super soldiers you aborted

(I decide to take a nap in my worshop) [spoiler]reopening the armor mod shop Or as I call it the workshop thread coming soon[/spoiler]

Seven dead. Twelve impregnated. Two timelines disturbed, a paradox regarding faster-than-light travel created by my dong. The moon was thrown off orbit, the Sixth Sense ends a different way, earthquake in Nebraska (I don't even live in Nebraska) and the entire population of Canada is four inches shorter (not sure how this happened). Eighteen different insects eradicated from the earth and four kinds of marmoset extinct. Guam is underwater, Haiti is a mountain, Hello Games gave a release date for NMS, Billy Mays brought back from the dead. Anyone who died in May of 1672 has spontaneously combusted. Wildfire in the Sahara. Pluto is a planet again. Water on Mars turned out to be jizz. Justin Bieber relevant. Halo 5 has Arbiter as the only playable character. 734 different website domains have turned into a link to meatspin, Bing no longer exists. Guitars around the world gained another string, Bass players aren't gay anymore. Cream renamed Milk. Left socks raining in Tokyo. #Destiny briefly stopped complaining. Abstract art in any museum found in Moscow turned into a GIF of a goat kicking a ball. Rectangles in New Jersey turned into triangles. Huey Lewis erased from existence. [i]And [/i]my dick is stuck in a toaster. Please change your instructions OP, they're unclear.

[b]the team I made are now at the enterence of a facility Looks like a city and a military base[/b]

[spoiler][b] [/b][/spoiler]

[b][i]The Return[/i][/b] *An orange gunship lands in the area in front of the Dojo, and the cargo bay opens up to reveal a man in orange armor standing in the opening. He steps out, and looks around. He has a massive arm cannon on his right arm, but on his left hip there's a sheath, and a quiver on his back.* "Humph. Bit more gray than I remember it, but it looks like it's coming back together... I'm back, bitches!"

[b]Emotion[/b] [i]I approach the gate, a brown cloak surrounding me. I am tall, somewhat skinny. What is revealed of my skin is covered in scars. A gust of wind rolls by, blowing back my hood and lower part of the cloak, revealing a black revolver with a golden trim, the letters MO engraved in the side of the barrel, and a short-sword with a bronzeish hue.[/i] [i]I look young, like a man in his late 20s. But my eyes show that of a man who has been around for hundreds of years, they are cold, dead, the deep Black Sea which was my eyes betrays my physique. My hair is a mess, its jet black strands tumbling down the side of my head, about half way to my chin. A short beard is on my face, and my mouth is dry. Without a word, I enter, walking throughout the commons of the Dojo.[/i] [i][b]So strange, this is unlike what I'm used to. [/b] I think to myself as I continue walking. I look up on a hill, a statute of a man with a sword in one hand and a cobalt flame in the other overlooking the compound. In the center, a stone engraved with names sits there. It reads-[/i] "To those whom we've lost. Never Forget-" -Cobalt Phoenix -Marauder Felix ..... ..... [i]The list continues on and on, such a saddening sight, seeing the names of people who had lost their lives. I arrive on one. [/i] -Agent Missouri [i]Again, the name, or alias of someone who had died. I had once known a man they called Missouri, he wasn't an "Agent"of any kind, though. Just a mercenary's alias, a testament to his home.I hold the letter that is hidden up my sleeve at the thought of that man, a Very talented person, and my closest friend. I look up from the memorial, turning around to observe the occurrences. People fighting, sparring, others purveying goods to the inhabitants, others purchasing them. It was all a very controlled chaos. I sit down at a nearby bench, just taking it all in. This was a familiar environment, but one that I wasn't sure whether or my I'd be accepted in. My thoughts return to that dear friend of mine, all the anger, the sadness, and the rage spill out at once. I abruptly stand up, and begin screaming in Latin, my head towards the sky.[/i] Haec credam a deo pido? a deo justo? a deo scito?! Cruciatus in Crucem! Tuus in Terra servus, nuntius fui, offcium perfeci! Cruciatus in Crucem.... EAS IN CRUCEM! [i]I fall to my knees, weeping. I had balled it up. Everything. I draw my revolver, examining it. It was my only memento of him. [/i] [spoiler]Translation: Am I to believe these things from a righteous God, a Just God, a wise God? To hell with your Punishments! I was your Servant, your messenger on Earth! I did my duty! To hell with your punishments.... And to hell with you! (Got this speech from one of the best moments from a TV show I used to watch, figured it fit)[/spoiler]

Redacted because of my shitty attention span.

[b]Zane enters the northern room...[/b]

[b][i]The return[/i][/b] Hey! Everyone else was doing it!!!!

Redacted for reasons

*Snoozes on the main gate*

j0hn : h3|_ p m 3 NEW QUEST : the return A strange figure appears a the dojo gate yet something seems off J0hn: $t0p #iM

Hey, am I still banned?

[spoiler]New Character!!!!! I needed something to spruce up my RP and so decided to bring in an old hero of mine.[/spoiler] *A teenage girl maybe 17 or 18, carrying a camera and a backpack walks up to the doors of the Dojo, taking pictures all the way* "Cool..."

*Sits around doing nothing as usual*

May I join?

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Hey guys, I think we missed the anniversary.

I am mountain lion. King of all mountain lions. I have amazing mountain lion powers.

I would like to join.