Marco's Expo/Event Recordings

[Marco]

HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARK!

Hear me! Hear this! Hear we!

This thread is- ye -ye haaaaaaaar!

This thread is MARCO'S PROPERTY!

Ahoy! I be keepin' my journeys kept in these depths

Let neptune strike down any who dislike!

Ooop en round here, I keep m' events around here, me expo, me journies, all me fun times, all o' em.

Feast your eyes!

OR I WILL!










Marco, Trial Moderator, Authorisations Team Member.

Willard Networks, Serious Half Life Two Roleplay Community.


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[Marco]

HAAAARK TRITON, HARK!

BELLOW!

BID OUR FATHER THE SEA KING;

RISE FROM THE DEPTHS FULL, FOUL IN HIS FURY
BLACK WAVES TEEMING WITH SALT FOAM.

TO SMOTHER THIS YOUNG MOUTH WITH PUNGENT SLIME...

TO CHOKE YE!

ENGORGING YE ORGANS TILL YE TURN BLUE AND BLOATED WILL BILLS AND BRINE AND CAN SCREAM NO MORE!

ONLY WHEN HE, DROWN!

IN COCKLE SHELLS, WITH SLITHERIN' TENTACLE TAIL AND STEAMING BEARD TAKE UP HIS FELL BE-FINNED ARM;
HIS CORAL-TINE TRIDENT SCREECHES BANSHEE-LIKE

IN THE TEMPEST AND PLUNGES RIGHT THROUGH YER GULLET,
BURSTING YE — A BULGING BLADDER NO MORE.

BUT A BLASTED BLOODY FILM NOW AND NOTHING FOR THE HARPIES AND THE SOULS OF DEAD SAILORS TO PECK AND CLAW AND FEED!
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The Ruins of City Twenty-Four.



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[Marco]

[: Sixteen, Twelve, Eight, Four. :]

Zero by Dawn.

[: Nineteen, thirteen, eight. :]

Three miles travelled as of late.

[: One, One, Zero, One. :]

In thirteen hours they were gone.
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OPERATION SNOW BLIND.

Blinded by the snow,

Where did they all go?





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[Marco]

The land of Wine!
The land of Conquest!
The land of Surrender!
At the gates of Thirteen, a disorganized march!
A racist, a fox, and a liar come to the gates!
From their escort, lament awaits!​

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Willard Networks Cross-over Event.
Echo-One, Main Server.
Republican Guarde et le ambassadeurs.


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[Marco]