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>> No.48363610 [View]

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>>48363537
Or the alternative can be asking Rukipedia to post with their answer? That way there's no room for error? I mean that was my plan anyway, no point leaving any room for doubt.

>>48363553
Probably could, yeah. Or just look at the post-jump options for what you do with said Warframe.

>>48363509
I have not yet begun to cancer.

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>>39702849
>out of spite
Well shit. You got me. I've been doing all of this to fuck with you. To ruin your fun and take out that STUPID dog!

Mark my words, I will destroy jumpchain! And then the world will be mine!

>> No.37883657 [View]

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>no fun police
Have you seen the flowchart?

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>>37757728
You know, there was a time where nobody threatened me. I just wouldn't stand for it. The amount of people I trolled, of anons I twisted and ruses I spun, all because they had allowed their anger to momentarily overwhelm their good sense. I regret it all now, of course. I was out of control. I was indulging the darkness inside me far too often. I was not, Mr. Babylon, a very nice person. But I have changed. I have allowed the years to mellow me. Now I find joy in simple pleasures. A good book. A fine wine. Good company. All of these things make me smile. They make me happy.

But once in a while, I get the urge. You know what I'm talking about, don't you? The urge for destruction. The urge to hunt, ruse, troll. It's quite a thing, to experience that urge, to let it wash over you, to give into it. It's addictive. It's all-consuming. You lose yourself to it. It's quite, quite wonderful. I can feel it, even as we speak, tapping around the edges of my mind, trying to prise me open, to slip its fingers in. And it would be so easy to let it happen. But we're all like that, aren't we? We're all barbarians at our core. We're all savage, murderous beasts. I know I am. I'm sure you are. The only difference between us, Mr. Babylon, is how loudly we roar. I know I roar very loudly indeed.

How about you? Do you think you can match me?



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