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Other Games / Re: Reus: GIANT GOD Sim
« on: January 19, 2013, 09:25:50 pm »
If the humans attack me, I shall burn them. If not, then I will be merciful.
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Wouldn't make him cry (from non-spicy-food related causes)Nor would I run around and desert him.No, I wasn't alive before I was born. But neither did I know Daryll before I knew Daryll. I still wouldn't give him up.Probably wouldn't let him down.
No, I wasn't alive before I was born. But neither did I know Daryll before I knew Daryll. I still wouldn't give him up.Probably wouldn't let him down.
First rule of immortality, Misko: You WILL die.Yes, but that's more because my insurance just lapsed.I've been thinking about my own mortality since I was four.Hmm... would me shooting you terrify you?
That's generally what I've gathered.
And fuck you, I'm gonna do nothing meaningful with my life for shits and giggles.
Death, eh. Who cares? Death, is a state of being, or rather not being. As I always say, were you scared before you were born? No? Then don't be scared of the other side. You've been there before after all.
Of course, I plan to subjugate man, so when I do that I'll start looking into reversing aging, which may be a thing in like, 20 years, given the telomere developments. Then i plan to start excerrcising and staying away from diseases, and I should be fine for a million years or so.
I've been thinking about my own mortality since I was four.Still, had to give that speech. How is it? Think it'll horrify non-Bay12ers?
That's generally what I've gathered.
And fuck you, I'm gonna do nothing meaningful with my life for shits and giggles.
Thanks!Can my guy be added to the waitlist?Sure thing
PROVIDE FOR ME NIGHTMARE FUEL WHERE THE TITANS HAVE FAILED.You are a wisp in the wind. Your flesh shall resist the rot of entropy for a pitifully short amount of time before it gives out and dissolves. A pebble lasts longer than you. When you die, and you will, you will have no idea what awaits you beyond. None of your species does, so they invent stories of clouds and light to assuage your fear, but the truth is that there is NOTHING beyond the grave. You will cease to exist and all that you have ever done, seen, or interacted with will crumble after you. You have an impossibly short amount of time to do something meaningful before you die, put here on this globe with no guiding hand, no reason for your existence. Ultimately, you will cease to exist, and the nothing that lies beyond the grave will consume you. It is unavoidable. It is implacable. It. Is. Coming.