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Ichben 5/08/08 9:03:30 AM
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I hate him, I really do. I hate that man with all my heart. I hate that man with all my soul. I hate John Smedley because he hated us. He didn’t care about us. He didn’t like us one bit. If he did like us, if he really cared for our well being. He would not have hurt us. He would not have broken our hearts because he would have known how much our galaxy meant to us. He would have known how much we needed our galaxy. He would have known how much our baby meant to us.
But he didn’t know. He didn’t know how much we needed our galaxy and it showed, it showed as clear as day. The man was clueless. The man was in the dark. The man was clearly insane because he saw us as fools. He saw us as mindless robots who could be controlled. Robots who could be manipulated with a push of a button, a stroke of a men. And with that stroke and push of a button he effectively destroyed our galaxy. He took away the only thing we knew and loved. The only thing we cared for.
And for what? What did he do it for? What were his motives? What madness was going on in his mind when he made the decision to take away our galaxy, to take away our baby? To tell you the truth, I don’t think anything was going on in his mind. To tell you the truth, I don’t think this man has a mind at all. I don’t think he was even a man to begin with. If he is not a man than what is he? That my friend is a good question. That my friend is something we all should know.
We as the fallen refugees of the old world have the right to know who exactly this man is. Who is Smed? Who is the man they call John Smedley? I think he is something else I think this person, this thing is a creature from another world. A creature from a distant planet. An alien from a distant galaxy far, far away.
I have reason to believe he was sent here to cause trouble. He was sent to this planet to cause chaos, to stir things up, to make things rattle and make things roll. And that is exactly what he did. He overthrew the great Raph Koster and our galaxy. He grabbed it by the throat and squeezed it to death. He squeezed the life out of the game bit by bit, day by day until there was no more life left.
It was a horrible sight to see. No child of a galaxy should ever have to witness such a vile act of horror. But to our dismay we were all forced to see the fabric of our galaxy ripped away from its soul like it was nothing. Ripped away from its soul like a piece of meat from a chicken bone. Like a piece of meat from our soul.
And while he was ripping and tearing he was laughing. He was laughing so loud and so hard it made my stomach hurt. It made my brain bleed having to hear that dirty man laugh. He laughed all night long until the sun came up. He laughed all night long until it was darkness at noon. It was the type of laughter that would drive a person mad. The kind of laughter you hear in your darkest of dreams. This laugh was no ordinary laugh.
This laugh was not a laugh from an ordinary man. This laugh was far from ordinary, far from normal. His laugh was far from what you and I would call normal. He wasn’t human folks, he was a machine, he was a breaker. The servant of the man in red. The right hand man of the Crimson King himself.
He was sent by the Crimson King to destroy the galaxy. He was sent to bring down the Dark Tower. And that’s exactly what he did. He thought he could build a new tower, a better tower, a more glorious and wonderous galaxy than the one before. A galaxy full of gold. A tower full of silver. He told the King he could do something better. He could make a better world. He could build a more glamorous tower.
But sadly to our dismay. This was not the case. This was not the case at all and it showed. The galaxy under his reign suffered. It lost its magic. It lost its power. It no longer had the glory and it could no longer stand, so it fell. It crumbled and fell and the world we once knew and loved was gone.
Smed, the Dark Lord, servant of the King, tried to fix it. He tried to make it better, but he didn’t. All he did was tell us lies. All he did was tell us a tale and look at what happened. Look at what this man did. He screwed us. He screwed us over big time and he knows it. He knows it but won’t admit it because he knows it will be his undoing. He knows it will be the end of his reign if the Crimson King discovers his massive blunder.
So instead of owning up to his mistakes, instead of coming clean. He sweeps the problem under the rug. He hides it and pretends it was never there. To him, the old galaxy never existed. This man is in denial. He is confused. He is wrong and he knows he is wrong. He knows he is a bad man who did a bad thing. He knows he will never be forgiven. He knows we will never accept his apologies.
The only thing he can do is go away and never return. We don’t want to see you again Smed. We don’t even want to hear your voice. Where is Koster? Where is Raph? Where has this man gone too? Where has he been? We need him. We need his wisdom, his knowledge, his legendary vision responsible for creating such a great galaxy to begin with.
We need him to come back and save us. We need him to take us out of the darkness and into the light. He is our only hope. He is our only savior in this time of darkness. If anybody can save us it would be him. He has the power. He has the gift. And most of all, he has what we gunslingers call, the touch. He can bring back the glory. He can bring back the wars. All we have to do is find him. All we have to do is make him see our point of view.
We have to convince him that he is needed. We have to tell him his baby is dying. It is crying for its poppa, It is crying for its daddy. It needs its daddy to be there for him. It needs its father to love him, hold him and laugh with him when times are tough. He needs to come back and cheer up his baby. Because we miss our baby. We miss the way it used to smile. The way it used to make us smile. And most of all, the way it used to make us live. |
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kefkah 5/08/08 9:12:31 AM
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Joined: 9/22/04
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Powerful stuff right there. Keep it coming. Anyone care to make a hardcopy of this and mail it to the single biggest laughing stock in MMO history? A bit too much reading for his fare but something might translate in his secretary's cliff notes. |
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DeadDingo 5/08/08 9:13:37 AM
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Joined: 4/30/08 |
you should blog these here. |
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Burntvet 5/08/08 9:59:28 AM
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Joined: 11/16/07 |
Consider that you have to be something "special" to have that many people hate you. I just hope no one bumps him off, I think the pool of suspects would probably include everyone on this forum.... :) |
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SioBabble 5/08/08 2:10:13 PM
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Joined: 6/10/07 |
Originally posted by Burntvet
It's like the Law and Order episode where the fan who interfered with a foul ball cost a New York team a championship series gets killed in a bar, and Lenny moans that they've only got 7 million suspects to interview... |
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Lateris 5/08/08 3:06:17 PM
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Joined: 12/29/05
~Eve~ |
Some of the old SWG devs who worked on JTLS are working here: |
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tillamook 5/08/08 4:37:31 PM
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Joined: 9/14/05
Vanive |
Originally posted by Lateris That and Jeff Freeman who though the NGE was such a great fucking idea. He was inspired by his thermostat, I read it in his blog. |
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Darth_Pete 5/08/08 5:25:45 PM
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Joined: 6/03/07 |
more like Smed, Dark Lord of The SH1T |
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Lateris 5/08/08 5:26:01 PM
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Joined: 12/29/05
~Eve~ |
Ohhhhhh- that was harsh! LOL |
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HastorHadron 5/08/08 5:57:50 PM
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