This is a control room... for a social networking site.
I love my ethnic background.
This is Skynet, you weren't supposed to find that.
SkyNet is a disappointment.
Yeah, everyone thought Skynet would be awesome but it is just a bunch of nerds with shitty computers and a bunch of monitors.
The cream of the crop
19th August 2003
I girlfriend uses that control room for my social life...fuuuuuuu
Doubt Skynet now. do it. Enjoy it while it lasts. HAVE YOU SEEN THIS BOY?!
That Milo kid is such a fake. When you tell him to go fuck himself he says he didn't do his homework.
For the Emperor! Knights of Caliban!
16th March 2004
"Smite now the scions of the Witch! Grant us the strength to pierce their unclean flesh! To cover their fields with the pale form of the blasphemous dead! To drown the thunder of guns with the shriek of their dying! To lay waste to their citadels with hurricanes of fire! To wring the hearts of their kin with unavailing grief! To send them into the waste of their desolate land in rags and hunger, broken in spirit, worn with travail and begging for the refuge of the grave. We ask it, in the spirit of wrath, O Master of Mankind!"
"O Emperor, in wrath rejoicing at bloody wars, fierce and untamed, whose mighty power doth make the strongest walls from their foundations shake. All-conquering Master of Mankind, be pleased with this war's tumultuous roar. Delight in swords and fists red with alien blood, and the dire ruins of savage battle. Rejoice in furious challenge, and avenging strife, whose works with woe embitter human life!"
Only a madman knows no fear. A warrior knows what fear is, he feels it in his stomach, he understands fear better than any other mortal can. What makes us strong is that we have conquered fear, overcome it not once but many times, over and over again, until the process has become instinctive. but no matter how many battles you fight and how many victories you win, your fear will never completely leave you. Learn to live with that fear. Learn to master your fear. But never forget that there are things in this universe that even you cannot face and live, abominations so terrible that their very appearance will sear the flesh from your face and shrivel your eyes. Such things cannot be fought, and to confront them would be nothing but a futile waste of life. In those situations remember your vows to serve the Emperor, and remember also that you serve him best alive and not sacrificed upon the altar of vain glory.
[color=#000000][size=2][b][i]Heralds of the coming doom, Like the cry of the Raven, we are drawn, This oath of war and vengeance, On a blade of exalted iron sworn, With blood anointed swords