I smash some weasel mechas into the Central Holder with extreme prejudice, and the weasel pilots sneeze uncontrollably, causing the Weasel Snot amount to go up. I then pie the remnants of the Right Beam, before turning it into pie fillings. Any pie made with these fillings would be horrible, but thankfully I'm just using them as Sacred Items.
I pilot the Codecharter near the Right Beam, where I wave the Unicoders, summoning a giant Unicode character that begins to iterate through a selection of Unicode characters. To everyone else, all they see is a giant U+210F PLANCK CONSTANT OVER TWO PI appearing over the Codecharter as it summons tiny characters. These characters hit the Right Beam with the strength of ten Planck forces. The next character is U+2211 N-ARY SUMMATION, which sums the total damage of all the attacks ever performed in this game and applies them on the Right Beam. A U+2708 AIRPLANE summons a fleet of tiny Unicode airplanes that bomb the Right Beam. A U+33AC SQUARE GPA applies 1 GPa of pressure on the Right Beam from all directions, crushing it!
Action:
The begins to fire blasts of purified ROFrankmorristimolonium trifluoride (ROFLuoroantimonic acid, frankmorristimonic acid, polonium-210, fluoroantimonic acid and chlorine trifluoride combined into one uber-deadly-chemical) laced with Shockingly Septic Ebolassarburg Fever Really Sucky Cancerous Everything Dissolveating Disease 4-8-16K Mega Justin Nooby Gangnam ROFLcopter Seizure Edition (the combination of Shockingly Septic Ebola Cancer Flesh Eating Disease, Ebola, Lassa fever, Marburg, Really Sucky Virus, Everything Dissolving Disease, Everything Eating Disease, Really Sucky Virus 4K Edition, Really Sucky Virus 8K Edition, Really Sucky Virus 16K Edition, Mega Gangnam Virus, Justin Virus, Really Nooby Virus and ROFLcopter Seizure Virus), also known as the most deadly biochemical hazard known to anything. In addition, it laces the resulting object with Osmiridium-Bedrock-Polonium-Diamond-Unobtainium-Australium-Fluoroantimonium Alloy Boolit-Pickaze Bombs (a bomb that launches boolits and pickazes made of osmiridium, bedrock, polonium, diamond, unobtainium, australium and fluoroantimonium combined) and potato chips. These blasts absolutely destroy the Right Beam.
I announce to everyone that the Left Beam has been successfully DESTROYED, due to our and ONLY our efforts! With the word spreading, and thousands more backers shoving money at me, the goal bar looks like this!
KICKSTARTER GOALS:
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I point out to the Right Beam what a CRYING SHAME it is that we don't have more money! The Right Beam realizes how sad it is, how nobody can possibly donate money to kill it...wait, what? The Right Beam realizes how stupid it's being, but can't stop being sad-it's too late, I've cast a sadness spell on it! The Right Beam begins crying its eyes out, except it doesn't have eyes, so I painfully fuse eyes onto its body! The tears it cries out are made of steel or laser or whatever the Right Beam is made of, and by the end, it has much less material than it did before!
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Yea, sorry twin I was just pulling at straws there...
I continue protecting the Mooreblade
TURNS UNTIL I EAT THE GODMODDER: 2/4
A gong ominously sounds... in space
Can't wait for... Godmodder on rye, or perhaps stuffed Godmodder, or maybe Godmodder A LA MODE... Or even Godmodder pot pie... or Fried Godmodder! Maybe even triple crumble Godmodder... OR a nice Godmodder STEAK! Perhaps even a Godmodder milkshake on the side... Actually, Godmodder nacho's sound pretty good, with Godmodded Cheese, and a nice side of fries... OR, YES, I COULD HAVE GODMODDER WITH FROG LEGS!!! Actually what would be even better is...
He must be really hungry...
I LAUNCH ME SHIP INTO THE GROUP E JUST TO FINISH THEM OFF
if there even alive anymore...
A hungry lion was roaming through the jungle looking for something to eat. He came across two men. One was sitting under a tree and reading a book
the other was typing away on his typewriter.
The lion quickly pounced on the man reading the book and devoured him.
Even the king of the jungle knows that readers digest and writers cramp.
There was once this second-rate orchestra led by a second-rate director.
In the orchestra was this guy on the cymbals who never could play them at the right time. So the conductor said, "If you don't get it right this time I'll kill you."
When the time came for the percussionist to get it right, he didn't. And so the director pulled out a gun and shot him dead.
Of course, the police came and arrested him and eventually the conductor ended up on death row. The day came when he was sent to the electric chair. As the crowd watched, the executionist flipped the switch ... but nothing happened. Everyone wondered what when wrong.
But the director knew. Saddened by all that had taken place, he said, "I never was a very good ... conductor!"
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People, we have a PLAN. Read about it on the Forge Thread if you must, but here's the gist of it:
Everyone who has a special attack that is not a self buff and/or it's not ready: Please use this special attack to target the Crown/Central Holder (they go off at the EoTB), then wail upon the Right Beam until approximately SEVEN TO TEN attacks have successfully landed. It doesn't have all that much HP so if we're good with our attacks we can kill it quick. If one of those attacks is Generic's Sunrise and it's towards the tail end, even if it's a bit early, consider that the end of the attack allotment. When we hit that allotment, immediately switch target to the Crown/Central Holder and continue wailing upon that like usual. Don't be afraid to pull out Battle Techniques for the occasion. If you have Eric's Runic Shielding-meaning, Modpack and Sigmatw-ignore this and go to the other section.
Everyone who has a special attack that IS a self Buff ready to go: This is much simpler. Wail on the Crown/Central Holder when you activate it and keep wailing. Ignore everything else, just throw EVERYTHING into it. Combat Operandi are approved for the occasion. Talist, give it everything you have.
Are we good?
In any case, I rolled Palutena for the Master Orders special effect this time (Twin rolled it over Pchum), so...I use it to target the Crown/Central Holder and Right Beam/Scale Shield (Or, if the latter is dead by the time the attack executes, just the Crown/Central Holder).
Suddenly, everyone, by way of Narrative, recalls something important: I haven't been using the strongest weapon on the ship. I haven't been using Phantamascoria's Frenzy. Everyone turns towards it-it's been charging up for a really long while, and a circular shape with a hammer sigil on it, shining a multicolored spectrum, is visible. I pull out a Trophy, a gift from Master Hand himself-and Palutena falls into my palm. I quickly get up to the modification area for Phantascoria's Frenzy and insert the Trophy, just seconds before the whole thing fires.
A blinding white light, predictable when dealing with these types of weapons...And nothing takes damage. Instead, floating in midair, shining a white, flame-like aura that goes multicolored at the edges, is none other than Palutena, supercharged by both Phantasmacoria's Frenzy, the power I could afford her, and a Final Smash. She gets the gist of what she has to do quickly-she points her staff, calmly, at the area between the Right Beam and the Central Holder. Without much warning, it turns into a quick black vortex, mistakeable for an actual black hole but not actually one at all. Nevertheless, it has all the pull of one, and both Crown/Central Holder and Right Beam/Scale Shield are in range of it, and are suddenly yanked INTO it, or at least some of the components of it. Palutena proceeds to smirk, twirl her staff around, and point again at the 'Black Hole.'
Anyone who played Smash Bros at all knows what's next: A massive laser, practically a Phantasmacoria's Blast in and of itself, barrels through the black vortex, giving whatever was caught in it nothing but complete erasure, vanishing from continued existence as they are, atom-by-atom, disassembled, turning into nothing but a white-hot ball of plasma, contained only by the Vortex. The Vortex itself, however, fails to keep up its structure as well and folds, and the ball of plasma within fades out fast thereafter.
Palutena, having expended that excess power in that supercharged Final Smash, first gives a wave to Pit before she warps back inside the Moorblade 2.1 and is reduced to her Trophy Form, and a portal forms from the Ceiling-at once, a massive gloved hand descends and grabs it, then rises back up. The portal closes thereafter.
I admire the handiwork with a smirk on my face, then take the actual description of said handiwork, convert it into some Oblivionator Rockets, and then fire said rockets into the Right Beam/Scale Shield (or the Crown/Central Holder if that is now gone) as my regular attack for this post.
Let's FINISH THIS! I use Skill Swap on a random Medicham to gain the ability Pure Power, doubling my ship's attack stat! It then uses EXPLOSION on the Central Holder! Not just any Explosion, though, but Gen IV Explosion, where it halved the opponent's Defense value first! My ship's sacrifice will be worth it!
"Binaries. Your vaulted defense systems are almost gone. Your health is low, your power is lower. Richard, why are you fighting for them if you know they will lose?"
I prepare myself for a later attack:
I draw the magician card of the Arcana deck.
"The moment man devoured the fruit of knowledge, he sealed his fate.
Entrusting his future to the cards, man clings to a dim hope.
Yes, the Arcana is the means by which all is revealed...
Attaining one's dream requires a stern will and unfailing determination."
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No matter who wins, this can't end well...people like you should be burning in...you know, that place.
I continue using Corrosive Lightning on the Artemissile, then notice that the TARDIS was destroyed. I then realize that either A: EVERYONE lost their side characters in the explosion, or B: The TARDIS had some sort of emergency system to evacuate everyone before it blew up. In case B, I give Petey a quick briefing and he sends in more ships to attack Project Binary in random areas.
Meanwhile, my ghost goes up to the Godmodder Soul and harasses it using horrible methods, preventing it from attacking until I stop harassing it. Because of how ghosts work, they can only be put to rest by certain means, which for me means getting the write-up for the Comb Rave that I did earlier. Until that happens, there is no way for the Godmodder Soul to get rid of me.
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I hastily cross off my planned totally awesome attack, and instead use my new $250,000 to hire tons and tons and TONS of repairmen, to repair the ship as fast as possible!
I also tell my viewers that the battle could be ending soon, so if they want to have a part in the destruction of this insane enemy, they have to give money, NOW! More and more and more money is sure to flood in!
I smash some weasel mechas into the Central Holder with extreme prejudice, and the weasel pilots sneeze uncontrollably, causing the Weasel Snot amount to go up. I then pie the remnants of the Right Beam, before turning it into pie fillings. Any pie made with these fillings would be horrible, but thankfully I'm just using them as Sacred Items.
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I move in close to the Artemissile or whatever, and deploy Corrosive Lightning.
I decide to heal my ship.
I decide to modify 1,000 attack drones to search for any ways i can weaken the moonbase though other ways such as sabotage.
Codecharter Action:
I pilot the Codecharter near the Right Beam, where I wave the Unicoders, summoning a giant Unicode character that begins to iterate through a selection of Unicode characters. To everyone else, all they see is a giant U+210F PLANCK CONSTANT OVER TWO PI appearing over the Codecharter as it summons tiny characters. These characters hit the Right Beam with the strength of ten Planck forces. The next character is U+2211 N-ARY SUMMATION, which sums the total damage of all the attacks ever performed in this game and applies them on the Right Beam. A U+2708 AIRPLANE summons a fleet of tiny Unicode airplanes that bomb the Right Beam. A U+33AC SQUARE GPA applies 1 GPa of pressure on the Right Beam from all directions, crushing it!
The
begins to fire blasts of purified ROFrankmorristimolonium trifluoride (ROFLuoroantimonic acid, frankmorristimonic acid, polonium-210, fluoroantimonic acid and chlorine trifluoride combined into one uber-deadly-chemical) laced with Shockingly Septic Ebolassarburg Fever Really Sucky Cancerous Everything Dissolveating Disease 4-8-16K Mega Justin Nooby Gangnam ROFLcopter Seizure Edition (the combination of Shockingly Septic Ebola Cancer Flesh Eating Disease, Ebola, Lassa fever, Marburg, Really Sucky Virus, Everything Dissolving Disease, Everything Eating Disease, Really Sucky Virus 4K Edition, Really Sucky Virus 8K Edition, Really Sucky Virus 16K Edition, Mega Gangnam Virus, Justin Virus, Really Nooby Virus and ROFLcopter Seizure Virus), also known as the most deadly biochemical hazard known to anything. In addition, it laces the resulting object with Osmiridium-Bedrock-Polonium-Diamond-Unobtainium-Australium-Fluoroantimonium Alloy Boolit-Pickaze Bombs (a bomb that launches boolits and pickazes made of osmiridium, bedrock, polonium, diamond, unobtainium, australium and fluoroantimonium combined) and potato chips. These blasts absolutely destroy the Right Beam.
Huzzah! I must thank the Shipship for the damage boost.
I fire a single blast from the underbelly cannon each at the surviving seekers, then pepper them both with a laser machine gun blast from my wings.
Well, I'm still searching for my wine in the amidst of this great space battle... Where is it...
An alternate timeline emerges.
However, we must first start from the beginning...
...Okay, apparently the DUX is quite popular among shippers.
Anyway, this is gonna be the turn where the DUX uses Bonus DUX, so...
MERASMUS, YOU'RE UP!
GODDAMN IT
STUPID GENDERFLIP VIRUS
The Codecharter will use Unicode String, summoning the string ♬송Ⴎ옫ꝬŢ♬!
I announce to everyone that the Left Beam has been successfully DESTROYED, due to our and ONLY our efforts! With the word spreading, and thousands more backers shoving money at me, the goal bar looks like this!
KICKSTARTER GOALS:
|||$5,000,000 pledged, ???
|||
|||
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|||$2,500,000 pledged, ???
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|||$1,000,000 pledged, ???
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|||$500,000 pledged, ???
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|||$250,000 pledged, crying shame
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|||$100,000 pledged, memetic assault
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0$
I point out to the Right Beam what a CRYING SHAME it is that we don't have more money! The Right Beam realizes how sad it is, how nobody can possibly donate money to kill it...wait, what? The Right Beam realizes how stupid it's being, but can't stop being sad-it's too late, I've cast a sadness spell on it! The Right Beam begins crying its eyes out, except it doesn't have eyes, so I painfully fuse eyes onto its body! The tears it cries out are made of steel or laser or whatever the Right Beam is made of, and by the end, it has much less material than it did before!
I post this video on the kickstarter!
Check out my bad CTM map reviews here.
Yea, sorry twin I was just pulling at straws there...
I continue protecting the Mooreblade
TURNS UNTIL I EAT THE GODMODDER: 2/4
A gong ominously sounds... in space
Can't wait for... Godmodder on rye, or perhaps stuffed Godmodder, or maybe Godmodder A LA MODE... Or even Godmodder pot pie... or Fried Godmodder! Maybe even triple crumble Godmodder... OR a nice Godmodder STEAK! Perhaps even a Godmodder milkshake on the side... Actually, Godmodder nacho's sound pretty good, with Godmodded Cheese, and a nice side of fries... OR, YES, I COULD HAVE GODMODDER WITH FROG LEGS!!! Actually what would be even better is...
He must be really hungry...
I LAUNCH ME SHIP INTO THE GROUP E JUST TO FINISH THEM OFF
if there even alive anymore...
A hungry lion was roaming through the jungle looking for something to eat. He came across two men. One was sitting under a tree and reading a book
the other was typing away on his typewriter.
The lion quickly pounced on the man reading the book and devoured him.
Even the king of the jungle knows that readers digest and writers cramp.
There was once this second-rate orchestra led by a second-rate director.
In the orchestra was this guy on the cymbals who never could play them at the right time. So the conductor said, "If you don't get it right this time I'll kill you."
When the time came for the percussionist to get it right, he didn't. And so the director pulled out a gun and shot him dead.
Of course, the police came and arrested him and eventually the conductor ended up on death row. The day came when he was sent to the electric chair. As the crowd watched, the executionist flipped the switch ... but nothing happened. Everyone wondered what when wrong.
But the director knew. Saddened by all that had taken place, he said, "I never was a very good ... conductor!"
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I repair the shipship.
Sometimes a battle yields no victor.
Fear is Freedom! Control is Liberty!
Contradiction is Truth! That is the reality of this world!
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=TURN ONE=
=ACTION=
I play a tiny violin as the Torus explodes. The tiny violin somehow affects the Godmodder's feelings, by reminidng him of a simpler time. Somehow.
I then walk over to Proof, and bonk him over the head with a chair for his jokes.
The dream that you've never dreamed is suddenly about to FLOWER.
Chair-City? (Ind) (Tra)
Act 1!
Sixth Degree Ubercharge: 5/9
People, we have a PLAN. Read about it on the Forge Thread if you must, but here's the gist of it:
Are we good?
In any case, I rolled Palutena for the Master Orders special effect this time (Twin rolled it over Pchum), so...I use it to target the Crown/Central Holder and Right Beam/Scale Shield (Or, if the latter is dead by the time the attack executes, just the Crown/Central Holder).
Suddenly, everyone, by way of Narrative, recalls something important: I haven't been using the strongest weapon on the ship. I haven't been using Phantamascoria's Frenzy. Everyone turns towards it-it's been charging up for a really long while, and a circular shape with a hammer sigil on it, shining a multicolored spectrum, is visible. I pull out a Trophy, a gift from Master Hand himself-and Palutena falls into my palm. I quickly get up to the modification area for Phantascoria's Frenzy and insert the Trophy, just seconds before the whole thing fires.
A blinding white light, predictable when dealing with these types of weapons...And nothing takes damage. Instead, floating in midair, shining a white, flame-like aura that goes multicolored at the edges, is none other than Palutena, supercharged by both Phantasmacoria's Frenzy, the power I could afford her, and a Final Smash. She gets the gist of what she has to do quickly-she points her staff, calmly, at the area between the Right Beam and the Central Holder. Without much warning, it turns into a quick black vortex, mistakeable for an actual black hole but not actually one at all. Nevertheless, it has all the pull of one, and both Crown/Central Holder and Right Beam/Scale Shield are in range of it, and are suddenly yanked INTO it, or at least some of the components of it. Palutena proceeds to smirk, twirl her staff around, and point again at the 'Black Hole.'
Anyone who played Smash Bros at all knows what's next: A massive laser, practically a Phantasmacoria's Blast in and of itself, barrels through the black vortex, giving whatever was caught in it nothing but complete erasure, vanishing from continued existence as they are, atom-by-atom, disassembled, turning into nothing but a white-hot ball of plasma, contained only by the Vortex. The Vortex itself, however, fails to keep up its structure as well and folds, and the ball of plasma within fades out fast thereafter.
Palutena, having expended that excess power in that supercharged Final Smash, first gives a wave to Pit before she warps back inside the Moorblade 2.1 and is reduced to her Trophy Form, and a portal forms from the Ceiling-at once, a massive gloved hand descends and grabs it, then rises back up. The portal closes thereafter.
I admire the handiwork with a smirk on my face, then take the actual description of said handiwork, convert it into some Oblivionator Rockets, and then fire said rockets into the Right Beam/Scale Shield (or the Crown/Central Holder if that is now gone) as my regular attack for this post.
Let's FINISH THIS! I use Skill Swap on a random Medicham to gain the ability Pure Power, doubling my ship's attack stat! It then uses EXPLOSION on the Central Holder! Not just any Explosion, though, but Gen IV Explosion, where it halved the opponent's Defense value first! My ship's sacrifice will be worth it!
Oh no
I launch an explosive baked potato at the Central Holder.
It's High Noon
I try to attempt to try to attempt to use a triple chaining healing nova wrapped into beacon and poisoned fly potatoes on the godmodder.
Independently(it is not the same attack) I use heavy wrong grammar and the unholy and (-h)orrible GOTO on one part of project binary.
"Binaries. Your vaulted defense systems are almost gone. Your health is low, your power is lower. Richard, why are you fighting for them if you know they will lose?"I prepare myself for a later attack:
I draw the magician card of the Arcana deck.
"
The moment man devoured the fruit of knowledge, he sealed his fate.Entrusting his future to the cards, man clings to a dim hope.
Yes, the Arcana is the means by which all is revealed...
Attaining one's dream requires a stern will and unfailing determination."
No matter who wins, this can't end well...people like you should be burning in...you know, that place.
As usual, the only way to end a war for good is to discover its beginning...and end that beginning.
So, Uzi. Sorry to let you know, but this is as far as you go.
"lol ur stooped im God."
"Actually, as the omnipotent creator of this universe, I think I fit the bill more than some bearded guy who can't escape from some rope."
<==
Last turn's done.
I continue using Corrosive Lightning on the Artemissile, then notice that the TARDIS was destroyed. I then realize that either A: EVERYONE lost their side characters in the explosion, or B: The TARDIS had some sort of emergency system to evacuate everyone before it blew up. In case B, I give Petey a quick briefing and he sends in more ships to attack Project Binary in random areas.
Meanwhile, my ghost goes up to the Godmodder Soul and harasses it using horrible methods, preventing it from attacking until I stop harassing it. Because of how ghosts work, they can only be put to rest by certain means, which for me means getting the write-up for the Comb Rave that I did earlier. Until that happens, there is no way for the Godmodder Soul to get rid of me.
Heh. The amount of deaths this turn is actually enough to boost my attack again. Yay!
I grab an eraser and erase the RIGHT BEAM (or if it's dead, the CENTRAL HOLDER).
THE PROPHECY SEEMED FAR AWAY
BUT FINALLY WE'VE REACHED THE DAY
GIVE UP THE PAST, EMBRACE THE STRANGE
EVERYTHING YOU CARE ABOUT WILL CHANGE
When both sides are doomed, which do you choose?
DOWN HERE IT'S KILL OR BE KILLED
Ah...
KICKSTARTER GOALS:[/b]
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|||$2,500,000 pledged, ???
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|||$500,000 pledged,
attack of awesomeSHIP REPAIRMENT|||
|||$250,000 pledged, crying shame
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|||$100,000 pledged, memetic assault
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0$
I hastily cross off my planned totally awesome attack, and instead use my new $250,000 to hire tons and tons and TONS of repairmen, to repair the ship as fast as possible!
I also tell my viewers that the battle could be ending soon, so if they want to have a part in the destruction of this insane enemy, they have to give money, NOW! More and more and more money is sure to flood in!
Check out my bad CTM map reviews here.