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...

10/10

Too many words, but the pictures were pretty
4/10 - IGN

People don't actually take the internet seriously. Right?

Of course they do

CHEAT'S A NIGGER NAZI

lol

That was a nice tale. Is there a sequel?

No, but you have to pay for DLC for extra content.

I could tell you of the story it will tell...