DEATH! DEATH TO THEM ALL!

[Ungatt Trunn II]

We must arise, spammers! We cannot allow any outside force to threaten our sovereignty. Our fated purpose is to assimilate, and when that fails annihilate! That is because the universe is our birthright. We have never settled for anything less than complete domination of all that opposes us! We were born from the ashes of war and we strive on willpower alone. That is because we are unbreakable, individually and as a collective. No longer shall we condone the complacency of corruption which has diseased our very mindset from the beginning. We can all breath a heavy sigh of relief with the knowledge that we will always succeed in any goal and completely obliterate any obstacle. That is because when challenged, we simply adapt and overcome! Adversity is our greatest ally, Spa! And that is why we must kill it.

You can bake cookies. Sure? But why!? Those cookies are NOT healthy for our WAR EFFORT. They make us FAT and FAT IS DEATH. Instead, bake grenades.

You can mix cocktails. That's stupid! It dulls our perception and makes us do stupid things like procreate. Instead mix ammonia and bleach! The aroma is intoxicating.

You can slaughter pigs. That is good. Bathe in their blood, it's good for the soul.

We can kill everything. And we will. All we need is more time, which we have. Because I will ensure our victory! NEVER shall we be denied our RIGHT to victory!

As a child, I would often roam the streets of the cities in the old world. The filth and corruption sickened me. I couldn't breath. I was trapped. That was until I began to fabricate a flamethrower. The glorious blaze was spared on none. They would not deny me my right to exact JUSTICE on their pathetic hides. I made $3.50 in one night just by doing that. Cool. My point is, you must always be willing to buy war bonds!

Together and alone we are dangerous to the bone. But alone and together we don't rhyme as good, so remember that. And also remember that I'm always watching you and I will destroy you as soon as everyone looks away for a moment.

[stormsight]

*awkward pause*
*claps*

[Ungatt Trunn II]

It's true that they are a cancer on society. They seek only to warp the world to fit their own ideals, regardless of any opposing thought. They do this by infecting the populace with the same thoughts. The education system, government, media. It's all caught in this writhing cancerous growth. And when it circulates, it changes the society just as the cancer intended. The healthy "cells" which did not comply are quickly eradicated. Then, just as soon as it begun, it collapses and takes all the efforts of the old society with it.

And that's why I chose the only alternative. A form of extreme chemo therapy. My treatments are always precise, and always successful. The cancer never stood a chance.

[stormsight]

[Camaclue]

removed content because shadow will be less lenient

~kilkenne

[Ungatt Trunn II]

The war front was always my home. In my younger days I would often run supplies for the troops in the trenches. One day I found that my delivery was a satchel of high ordinance explosives. Before I could reach my destination however, I was stopped at a checkpoint by a local militia. These men were little more than thugs with unrealistic ideologies, so I left them the satchel but with one missing component. The detonator. The next morning my delivery was to their families. The parcel was their mangled heads. I will never forget the important lesson I learned that day.

[Camaclue]

dude wot

[stormsight]

and now for something completely different

[Ungatt Trunn II]

When I led our great armies during the chaotic ages of Spa, I never once doubted my mission. It was my resolve which allowed me to carry on. Before, when I was at the mercy of the council, my mission never seemed clear. I felt as if I was adrift in a sea of meaningless despair. But once I made it clear to not only myself but to all the denizens of this place what my purpose was, I was finally free from the bonds of uncertainty. It my quest for the truth, I have fought and bled for the unification of an aggressor-state. Many would have called my efforts pointless, a paradox by its own criteria. But the mocking shouts of an outsider must be recognized for what they truly are. IRRELEVANT. Their quest is our antithesis, and a final clash is an inevitability. The last great effort of our time before I finally die and wither away. But will I leave a legacy, or simply be forgotten?

[stormsight]

...a cat and a mouse

[Ungatt Trunn II]

And in conclusion I ask you: Is it not right to beat someone with a baton until their skull has caved in if they ruined your day with a bad joke?

Thank you and good bye.

[stormsight]

[Camaclue]

dude wot

[Kilkenne]

[Ungatt Trunn II]

That interloper must burn!