Forward tonight brave players. The Sindlers stand defiant in our path towards immortality. Smote them down with furious anger and accurate precision. Let them know that they fell at the hands of a band of brothers and sisters; a band forged from iron and crafted by the gods. Replicate, duplicate, subliminate...DOMINATE. No inch, no quarter given, in the pursuit of glory.
--Rantings of a mad man, Alpine rockface, 1845.
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