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Started by Horab Fibslager, November 26, 2004, 10:25:22 AM

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Cain

Quote from: horab.onemy paycheques are digital.

what colour is digital?

Green and black, like the matrix.

saint aini

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Quote from: horab.onemy paycheques are digital.

what colour is digital?

Green and black, like the matrix.

the color of light.
Mary: Let me ask you something.
[Grabs his hand]
Mary: Why are you alive?
John Preston: [Breaks free] I'm alive... I live... to safeguard the continuity of this great society. To serve Libria.
Mary: It's circular. You exist to continue your existence. What's the point?
John Preston: What's the point of your existence?
Mary: To feel. 'Cause you've never done it, you can never know it. But it's as vital as breath. And without it, without love, without anger, without sorrow, breath is just a clock... ticking.

Donkeyotay


Irreverend Hugh, KSC

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*Stabs Donkey for his lack of SLACK*
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I's alarm clock is set. Wear pants!

Do not fear the inevitable!