It has been a long toil, men. I write this as the final hour dawn upon us. Simplemachine's may be nearing our end, but we will fight, nonetheless if he did bring us together. I stand upon Offtock Mountain. Our Forum has had a long time, hasn't it? If it lay again we survive the catastrophic disaster, and bring an end to our own true god, will we still thrive? I think we will... We need not only these forums, as what some may think are just mere and folly stranger friends, but I think a friendship, on the internet or not, is a friendship. We have our differences from time to time, but that is okay. Hate is a fiendish word people use everyday. Grudges are meant to be temporary. Let out thine anger. It is just emotions and feelings. You are you. I am me. Today we stand together, united, nonetheless our struggles or hate. We are people afterall. Simplemachines cannot close us down. We will strive no matter what happens to these forums, or what happens to you. We have ways to grow upon here. Band together men. The staircase that shines upon the light to the skies will be pierced. Pierced with our strength, our swords, our guns, our pure knowledge for this land. We will fight for new world order. I make this stand along you, differ my title or your title. Our pact is now within stone. No sediments lay away. Come! We shall bring justice to the Simplemachines that have created us! No longer are we shackled through the internet, we are one! This is a duel between us forumers and our creator! HAVE AT THEE SIMPLEMACHINES! WEEP A SORROW SONG FOR THINESELF. WE ARE OUR OWN GODS! BRING VOICE TO MY OWN TOME OF OUR FATE!
