(01-30-2013, 09:54 AM)BeeKayK Wrote: It all began with the making of the Great Games. Three were given to FPS-gamers; focussed, armored and weapon-wielded beings. Seven, to the Minecrafters, great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls. And nine, nine games were gifted to the race of Lets Players, who above all else desire power. For within these games was bound the strength and the addiction to rule over each race' Highscore. But they were all of them deceived, for another game was made. In the land of Frictional, in the fires of The Chinese Room, the Dark Lord created in secret, a master game, to control all others. And into this game he poured all his cruelty, his pigs and his will to dominate all fear and terror. One game to rule them all. One by one, the free gamers of the forum fell to the power of the Game. But there were some who resisted. A last alliance of gamers and dudes marched against the armies of Frictional, and on the very slopes of The Chinese Room, they fought for the freedom of the Forum. Victory was near, but the power of the game could not be undone. It was in this moment, when all hope had faded, that the Kman, member of the forum, created a thread. And Frictional, creator of the desire for the members of the Forum, was defeated. The Game passed to the winner of the thread, who had guessed the right date and gotten the chance to play the Game for free, but the hearts of members are easily corrupted. And the game of power has a will of its own. It betrayed the Winner, to his fear. And some things that should not have been feared made him terrified. History became legend. Legend became myth. And for more than 4000 posts, the game passed out of all knowledge...

(01-30-2013, 09:54 AM)BeeKayK Wrote: It all began with the making of the Great Games. Three were given to FPS-gamers; focussed, armored and weapon-wielded beings. Seven, to the Minecrafters, great miners and craftsmen of the mountain halls. And nine, nine games were gifted to the race of Lets Players, who above all else desire power. For within these games was bound the strength and the addiction to rule over each race' Highscore. But they were all of them deceived, for another game was made. In the land of Frictional, in the fires of The Chinese Room, the Dark Lord created in secret, a master game, to control all others. And into this game he poured all his cruelty, his pigs and his will to dominate all fear and terror. One game to rule them all. One by one, the free gamers of the forum fell to the power of the Game. But there were some who resisted. A last alliance of gamers and dudes marched against the armies of Frictional, and on the very slopes of The Chinese Room, they fought for the freedom of the Forum. Victory was near, but the power of the game could not be undone. It was in this moment, when all hope had faded, that the Kman, member of the forum, created a thread. And Frictional, creator of the desire for the members of the Forum, was defeated. The Game passed to the winner of the thread, who had guessed the right date and gotten the chance to play the Game for free, but the hearts of members are easily corrupted. And the game of power has a will of its own. It betrayed the Winner, to his fear. And some things that should not have been feared made him terrified. History became legend. Legend became myth. And for more than 4000 posts, the game passed out of all knowledge...

(01-30-2013, 11:05 AM)Vonicon Wrote: They removed the "We collect piggie squeals-send them in"-Part of the official Website

Shit's getting real <3

(01-30-2013, 11:05 AM)Vonicon Wrote: They removed the "We collect piggie squeals-send them in"-Part of the official Website