originally posted in:The New Dojo
Im leaving this clan due to the fact that it's not active, these "activities" that are clan related have not come into play. Not very user friendly like I'm 371 having to solo everything bec this clan is not help, can't get past the siege engine guess who comes and helps?u guessed it no one. What happened to creating a raid team with your clan members? (This doesn't apply to everyone because there were people that helped and actually use the clan for recruiting ppl for raids i respect that),but for the rest of the people in the clan why even be in a
clan if You don't appreciate it. So thanks but not really! good bye
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Edited by Tâxx, Herald of the IRS: 10/7/2016 11:49:13 PMGod damn it. I fell for it. I didn't catch on till I read your conversation with Spooky...
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Did you seriously just join this group for the clan? Seriously? This is an RP group. You shouldn't join expecting the group to revolve around playing videogames if the group you joined revolves around RPing.
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BAIT=100% EFFECTIVENESS
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Clever. *hugs*
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Woah there buddy. Let's take it slow now *whips out dildo*
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*Kicks you in the face.* NO DIRTYNESS SHALL HAPPEN AS LONG AS I'M HERE!!!
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It's not dirty. It's just morally unethical ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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*Slaps you hard enough to kill harambe a second time.*
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*uncontrollable laughter*
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Love you. Well, sorta.
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Porque?
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Por qué no? [spoiler]...I may or may not have used Google Translate. ._.[/spoiler]
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Me gusta ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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Lol wut. We're an RP group idiot, the clan's just there because a few people requested it.
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Edited by That Pham: 10/7/2016 10:46:39 PMWhat in Davy Jones’ locker did ye just bark at me, ye scurvy bilgerat? I’ll have ye know I be the meanest cutthroat on the seven seas, and I’ve led numerous raids on fishing villages, and -blam!- over 300 wenches. I be trained in hit-and-run pillaging and be the deadliest with a pistol of all the captains on the high seas. Ye be nothing to me but another source o’ swag. I’ll have yer guts for garters and keel haul ye like never been done before, hear me true. You think ye can hide behind your newfangled computing device? Think twice on that, scallywag. As we parley I be contacting my secret network o’ pirates across the sea and yer port is being tracked right now so ye better prepare for the typhoon, weevil. The kind o’ monsoon that’ll wipe ye off the map. You’re sharkbait, fool. I can sail anywhere, in any waters, and can kill ye in o’er seven hundred ways, and that be just with me hook and fist. Not only do I be top o’ the line with a cutlass, but I have an entire pirate fleet at my beck and call and I’ll damned sure use it all to wipe yer arse off o’ the world, ye dog. If only ye had had the foresight to know what devilish wrath your jibe was about to incur, ye might have belayed the comment. But ye couldn’t, ye didn’t, and now ye’ll pay the ultimate toll, you buffoon. I’ll shit fury all over ye and ye’ll drown in the depths o’ it. You’re fish food now. [spoiler]Your move, muchacho.[/spoiler]
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KEEL HAUL THE JIB AND FASTEN THE FALAFELS! WE SET SAIL FOR SMOOTHER SEAS MEN! [i]I sail away onto the sunset, Falafels tightly fastened to a table by rope with a post dragging from the bottom of the boat.[/i]