A Proclamation of a Future

[Processed_Grain]

Spoiler: Of: (f)uturism

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A electro-static hum ignites through the sky; the familiar ecstatic reverberations of Combine Aerial Locators. They come in droves not unlike a murder of crows; prowling through the sky in a straight formation in an ominous matter, promising untold terror and malefaction...

...Yet

It was not the emblematic skull and claw-adorned Posthuman arbiters of destruction like usual. These angels did not descend from heaven to deliver the righteous hand of 'God', but instead, a weapon leagues more dangerous than any Ballistic Missile, dropped right onto the doorstep of both insurgent leaders and citizens of the Ascendum's Polis alike:

 

[Lord Beckett]

 

[melodicwaste]

obey me emperor ... obey me VVorld

 

[ford-michigan]

Just stop man, just stop.

 

[Acheif]

Just stop man, just stop.

Sorry my super important loyalist copy pasta of the same sick freak of the last 40 people isn't original???

 

[Lab]

what's with the anger?

 

[toby]

what's with the anger?

because loyalism is evil, and rebellion is good.

 

[Armenian Union]

Just stop man, just stop.

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[Marco]

loyalist duality:
they hate on my bestie @gammaonvrc for wanting marriage to be legal

then they cheer when someone talks about being able to get 67. (suppression field)

justice for gamma, no 67 before marriage.

 

[Genny]

ragebait used to be believable

 

[Atom]

Just stop man, just stop.

dork

 

[Gamma]

loyalist duality:
they hate on my bestie @gammaonvrc for wanting marriage to be legal

then they cheer when someone talks about being able to get 67. (suppression field)

justice for gamma, no 67 before marriage.

They hate me cuz they aint me

 

[Atom]

siiix seeveeeen

 

[Processed_Grain]

Spoiler: Of: (f)uturism

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A electro-static hum ignites through the sky; the familiar ecstatic reverberations of Combine Aerial Locators. They come in droves not unlike a murder of crows; prowling through the sky in a straight formation in an ominous matter, promising untold terror and malefaction...

...Yet

It was not the emblematic skull and claw-adorned Posthuman arbiters of destruction like usual. These angels did not descend from heaven to deliver the righteous hand of 'God', but instead, a weapon leagues more dangerous than any Ballistic Missile, dropped right onto the doorstep of both insurgent leaders and citizens of the Ascendum's Polis alike:


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TL;DR

We (The Combinites) are the 'good' guys.

 

[Raymond the Rat King]

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