Recently read Anthem

It was really good

I like her style

Very vivid and descriptive

But I didn't like the message

I felt Equality was going to turn into Hitler or something at the end

I enjoy looking at cute things :3






I like cute things today :3

Feel free to post your own

Futur

Dats kool

>comes into thread

>gets reminded of this






feels

Too many

I speak to you from the heart of this stricken barren land inhabited by faggots of all walks of life. To truly understand this place, let me tell you a story. There once was a great site. A monument to all that stood for brotherhood and friendship. We stood in the face of adversity for ten years. Longer than most of you wee kiddies have been alive. We had the legends of the porch, clockman for those who are still searching, and found the ultimate crunchy crunchy yummy Cheerios. We lived in the light of Halo for years.



Decadence rained down from the merciful ninjas and Bungie overlords. We bowed to Archnos and in return, he blessed us with his grace. We had it all. Faggots, horse fuckers, and the bitches who found out how to climb the social ladder. We were ruled with an iron fist but we partied like 1999 while the Bungie gods planned for their next great legend. Then it happened...



The announcement of this monstrosity, Destiny...
With this death sentence, we were cast out in the world of b.next
Something was wrong. The gods were unhappy. They bickered among themselves and us loyal believers feared for the coming days...
It brought the coming of #Destiny and them. The inhabitants of #Destiny would soon be our downfall...



The desticles took the love of our gods and clouded their minds with money. We did our best to retain our identity and fight bad. The gods were very displeased. The final blow came in the form of our most beloved god. Marty, unable to stand what his kind had become, left the world of Bungie. Forever.



With desticles taking over everything we ever loved and our gods being memorized, the floof was crippled. On our knees and near death, we formed one last light. A new future...a new hope...



We were rejected by the world we grew up in...so we created our own. We found our own path. The first offsite was created. I remember that day. It was the brightest day in the flood's history. But not all of us ventured into the dawn. We said our goodbyes and for the first time in forever, the flood split in two...It was a sad day indeed, but a hopeful day.



Alas the fighting had taken its toll. We fought our brothers and sisters. We tore at our own flesh and blood. Noelle forwarded the resistance along her Sargent, Kinder. The fighting lasted months. Four offsites were destroyed in the process until when reached peace. We found Sep7agon, our saving grace. I left for the journey had made me weary and homesick. I returned to b.net to face the uncertain future with my brothers knowing that I left Sep7agon in good hands...

I think ur cute

Well...

Go away Anna

Quote from: Ingloriouswho98 on December 10, 2014, 04:37:39 PM

Quote from: Epsira on December 10, 2014, 03:02:12 PM

She's gone laddy... By about 70 years

You're wrong

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The Cold War was only a decade old when the space race between the Soviet Union and the United States began. On October 4, 1957, the Soviets were the first to successfully launch a rocket into space with their launch of Sputnik 1, a basketball-sized satellite.

Approximately a week after Sputnik 1's successful launch, Soviet leader Nikita Khrushchev suggested that another rocket be launched into space to mark the 40th anniversary of the Russian Revolution on November 7, 1957. That left Soviet engineers only three weeks to fully design and build a new rocket.

The Soviets, in ruthless competition with the United States, wanted to make another "first;" so they decided to send the first living creature into orbit. While Soviet engineers hurriedly worked on the design, three stray dogs (Albina, Mushka and Laika) were extensively tested and trained for the flight.

The dogs were confined in small places, subjected to extremely loud noises and vibrations, and made to wear a newly created space suit. All of these tests were to condition the dogs to the experiences they would likely have during the flight. Though all three did well, it was Laika who was chosen to board Sputnik 2.

Laika, which means "barker" in Russian, was a three-year old, stray mutt that weighed thirteen pounds and had a calm demeanor. She was placed in her restrictive module several days in advance and then right before launch, she was covered in a alcohol solution and painted with iodine in several spots so that sensors could be placed on her. The sensors were to monitor her heartbeat, blood pressure, and other bodily functions to better understand any physical changes that might occur in space.

Though Laika's module was restrictive, it was padded and had just enough room for her to lay down or stand as she wished. She also had access to special, gelatinous, space food made for her.

On November 3, 1957, Sputnik 2 launched from Baikonur Cosmodrome (now located in Kazakhstan near the Aral Sea). The rocket successfully reached space and the spacecraft, with Laika inside, began to orbit the earth. The spacecraft circled the earth every hour and forty-two minutes, traveling approximately 18,000 miles per hour. As the world watched and waited for news of Laika's condition, the Soviet Union announced that a recovery plan had not been established for Laika. With only three weeks to create the new spacecraft, they did not have time to create a way for Laika to make it home. The de facto plan was for Laika to die in space.

Though all agree Laika made into space and successfully lived through several orbits, there is a question as to how long she lived after that. Some say that the plan was for her to live for several days and that her last food allotment was poisoned. Others say she died four days into the trip when there was an electrical burnout and the interior temperatures rose dramatically. And still others say she died five to seven hours into the flight from stress and heat.

However, she certainly did not live beyond six days into trip, because on the sixth day, the batteries in the spacecraft died and all life-support systems failed. The spacecraft continued to orbit the earth with all its systems off until it reentered earth's atmosphere on April 14, 1958 and burned up on reentry.

Laika proved that it was possible for a living being to enter space. Her death also sparked animal rights debates across the planet. In the Soviet Union, Laika and all the other animals that made space flight possible are remembered as heroes.

I don't like being the bearer of bad news... Especially when it's really late, like this

Stop

You're wrong

Quote from: Ingloriouswho98 on December 10, 2014, 04:37:04 PM

Quote from: Snow Digger on December 10, 2014, 02:48:29 PM

Laika's dead mang

The denial is real.

She's gone laddy... By about 70 years

You're wrong

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Used this for my Spanish project lol

Quote from: Ingloriouswho98 on December 10, 2014, 02:04:17 PM

Crack is wack
It sucks sack
Soon you'll have a lack
And you'll want to go back
But you can't because you're a fag

you cannot into poetry m80

YOU SHOULD








FUCK YOURSELF

Fuck you and your backpack nigger