Who are you an alt of? v1

[Gojira]

gojira

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[Pngu12970]

dont have an alt

[Adrenaline]

dont have an alt

then forget off and don't post

[Unwritten Calender]

Duck Invaders

[Moriarty]

Duck Invaders

[dargereldren]

then forget off and don't post

You're better off not trying to argue with everyone who mentioned (or implied) they don't have/need any alts:

your mom

Why
Do ingame alts count

This is my first and only account.

I have never needed an alt. This is my first account.

no one as far as im aware

i have a secret to tell y'all

i'm secretly an alt of kalphiter

rotondo

who knows...?

im a ctrl

find out

I'm not using my alt account, but on Steam my alt account is BlockoCraftinator.  Otherwise I have none and this is my first account.

rotondo

am i the only one who hasnt had an alt

no

myself

whats a alt?

im an alt of acorncake

If I can make it to May 5th without screwing up, which I am 100% positive I will, I'll be here 5 years without a scratch. Still have an alt prepared when/if the time comes though.

*knock on wood*

this account has no alt, but it would be Scenery if i had a spare forum account

I am an alt of Doughboy.
But be quiet, he's not aware of it.

i'm ßlöükfáce
will probably get an alt or something for a name change at some point

This guy.

This is my first and only account.

no one 

This is my first and only account.

thats right i broke the rules

This is my first and only account.

i post if i want brother
no one i'm just fantastic and don't get permabanned

dont have an alt

Yes, I actually took the time to get all of those quotes.

[Maxwell.]

then forget off and don't post

I can see you're still the same cunt you always were

[Pie Crust]

I am an alt of my self.

[Dreams_Of_Cheese]

then forget off and don't post

salty af
im the original cheese

[sir dooble]

im the original cheese

I'm pretty certain that you're actually a complex urban legend, a tale of intrigue and inspiration, and a lesson to all those who visit here.

Like, you started off as AGlass0fMilk, who was a solitary figure, belittled by his peers for being unimportant. After all, they all used to say "there was no point crying over spilt milk". As a result, you looked up to a role model, someone with a much stronger constitution and a solid character, someone you could grow up to be.
Naturally you looked to mocheeze, a popular and well loved figure, who provided you with the inspiration you needed to keep on going. His legacy would guide you to be the person you are today.
But alas, mocheeze was struck down in a tragic ballooning accident, and passed away.

Naturally, the entire community was rocked by this turn of events, saddened by such a great loss, and brought to great depression.
But none moreso than you, AGlass0fMilk. For you, this was more than just a popular acquaintance. This was a role model, a guiding force, a light in the dark, someone to inspire and carry you, and lead you from your rough upbringing.
You dug yourself into a spiral of depression, filled with sleepless nights of grief and regret. Why didn't you speak to him while you still could, to let him truly guide you? These were the questions that plagued your very existence.

Eventually, though, you came to an epiphany. At your lowest moment, trapped in your insomnia and isolation, you began to sleep. You began having Dreams_Of_Cheese, seeking out in your mind all that Mocheeze stood for, and all that you could be.
It was a long and demanding time in your life, when you worked your hardest to pull your self from the depths, to reach back to civilisation and become the person you always could be.
You began to train your body and your mind. Working hard to clean your body of impurities, pasteurising your very spirit, solidfying your character, all the while continuing to see your Dreams_Of_Cheese.

Until finally, like a phoenix you rose from the ashes, to escape your milky primordial prison, a man the community could look towards, a character of immense strength, a flavour of justice, a stench of truth.
You were reborn from AGlass0fMilk to become ABlockOfCheese.

[Hawt]

^what the forget

[Pie Crust]

Lol Dooble.

[Maxwell.]

I'm pretty certain that you're actually a complex urban legend, a tale of intrigue and inspiration, and a lesson to all those who visit here.

I thought it ended here, but clearly I was wrong

[Rigel]

This is my first and only account.

[Dreams_Of_Cheese]

I'm pretty certain that you're actually a complex urban legend, a tale of intrigue and inspiration, and a lesson to all those who visit here.

Like, you started off as AGlass0fMilk, who was a solitary figure, belittled by his peers for being unimportant. After all, they all used to say "there was no point crying over spilt milk". As a result, you looked up to a role model, someone with a much stronger constitution and a solid character, someone you could grow up to be.
Naturally you looked to mocheeze, a popular and well loved figure, who provided you with the inspiration you needed to keep on going. His legacy would guide you to be the person you are today.
But alas, mocheeze was struck down in a tragic ballooning accident, and passed away.

Naturally, the entire community was rocked by this turn of events, saddened by such a great loss, and brought to great depression.
But none moreso than you, AGlass0fMilk. For you, this was more than just a popular acquaintance. This was a role model, a guiding force, a light in the dark, someone to inspire and carry you, and lead you from your rough upbringing.
You dug yourself into a spiral of depression, filled with sleepless nights of grief and regret. Why didn't you speak to him while you still could, to let him truly guide you? These were the questions that plagued your very existence.

Eventually, though, you came to an epiphany. At your lowest moment, trapped in your insomnia and isolation, you began to sleep. You began having Dreams_Of_Cheese, seeking out in your mind all that Mocheeze stood for, and all that you could be.
It was a long and demanding time in your life, when you worked your hardest to pull your self from the depths, to reach back to civilisation and become the person you always could be.
You began to train your body and your mind. Working hard to clean your body of impurities, pasteurising your very spirit, solidfying your character, all the while continuing to see your Dreams_Of_Cheese.

Until finally, like a phoenix you rose from the ashes, to escape your milky primordial prison, a man the community could look towards, a character of immense strength, a flavour of justice, a stench of truth.
You were reborn from AGlass0fMilk to become ABlockOfCheese.

this was enlightening
but how do you know??

also gonna sig the stuff outta this