Realistic london qual

Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interupt you mouse, if you still even remember that name, but I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You're not here to recieve a an upfrag, nor have you been called here by the thread you assume, although you have indeed been called. You have all been called here, into a labyrinth of topics and upfrags, downfrags and bans. A labirynth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust for upfrags has driven you in endless lurks, chasing the failures of nAts in some unseen chamber always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach. But you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends.

And to you, brave dimmed, who somehow found this vlr thread not intended for you, although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This post will not be remembered and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away, as the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors, be still, and give up your spirits. They don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although for one of you, the darkest pit of hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting mouse.

Poiuu20, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to glaze the nAts with me. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to be bullied, no one was there to protect you into their arms, the way you protected others into yours. I should have known you wouldn't be contempt to just disappear, not poiuu20. I couldn't glaze nAts with you then, so let me glaze nAts with you now.

It's time to rest. For you, and for nAts that you have protected in your arms. This ends, for all of us. End communication.