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Ah, nothing fills my heart with such joy when people try to intimidate you in a vidya gaym.
So at the suspicion that someone in my LS gave another shell the ToD of Behemoth, today being day 4, I went out to investigate around pop time. I had asked one person I knew in the LS who gave them the ToD, but he gave me two different names. He told me to asked the leader, Aces, and for the most part (assuming he wasn't being a douchefag, but I have a radar for that and it wasn't tripped) he cooperated with me and told me the exact person.
The snow was glistening, the aroma of dead trees filled the air. The ominous presence of a beast ready to pounce. But then, it was interrupted by an air of stupidity:
I thought to myself "No, that couldn't possibly be what I read. I was, after all, being civil and not demanding a name."
I was wrong. I had read it. My immediate thought was "Who the fuck is this guy, and why is he such a hardass?"
Yes, a challenger appeared by the name of Roel. Surpassing even Syliph's decreasing brain cell count.
This isn't particularly a flame at the shell itself, persay, mainly against the dumbasses here who attacked someone who only wanted one single piece of information, and the lackluster leadership that can't keep their members in line. With tact like this shell has shown me so far, they're going to have a hell of a time bonding with other LSs. Full log will be available upon a request that actually merits it.
So at the suspicion that someone in my LS gave another shell the ToD of Behemoth, today being day 4, I went out to investigate around pop time. I had asked one person I knew in the LS who gave them the ToD, but he gave me two different names. He told me to asked the leader, Aces, and for the most part (assuming he wasn't being a douchefag, but I have a radar for that and it wasn't tripped) he cooperated with me and told me the exact person.
The snow was glistening, the aroma of dead trees filled the air. The ominous presence of a beast ready to pounce. But then, it was interrupted by an air of stupidity:
I thought to myself "No, that couldn't possibly be what I read. I was, after all, being civil and not demanding a name."
I was wrong. I had read it. My immediate thought was "Who the fuck is this guy, and why is he such a hardass?"
Spoiler:
Yes, a challenger appeared by the name of Roel. Surpassing even Syliph's decreasing brain cell count.
This isn't particularly a flame at the shell itself, persay, mainly against the dumbasses here who attacked someone who only wanted one single piece of information, and the lackluster leadership that can't keep their members in line. With tact like this shell has shown me so far, they're going to have a hell of a time bonding with other LSs. Full log will be available upon a request that actually merits it.