[color=#FFFFFF]I launched in a fighter today
flew to Gamma and entered the fray.
A lolwut with no armour led me astray,
straight in front of Armin's missile bay
I call in the bombers to finish the fight,
6 of them ready and armed for flight.
An order is issued "Kill him on sight",
And rid Sirius of this ungodly blight.
But wiped the bombers were right there
For buffed is the armour big ships wear.
"Screw your mod", I scream "I'll play elsewhere!"
And admins and mods sanctioned my arse bare...
Four Eighty Six...
Never had a wait as long as this.
One we wont soon forget.
Will we see our foreplay
grow into roleplay?
Or will it flutter and fade
in a new shade, a new age...
of the Exiles.
Smile, it may be an even longer escopade
to Four Eighty Seven.
' Wrote:Development has taken a bit longer
But all we had to do is sit and wait
And waiting made our willpower much stronger
Discovery is getting an upgrade!
We'll have the universe of possibilities
We'll now have tons and tons of new roleplay
New ships, new stations and facilities
We have to wait just one more little day...
New Year's coming up but no one cares
The server will be hot like asian chicks:)
The CPU connects two hundred players
Less lucky ones will probably s..t bricks
Then time will pass and all things become balanced
I hope we'll see less stupid threads in flood
Cause everybody will be on the server
"Exiles" are coming OH MY FREAKING GOD!!!!
Not feeling Poetic
Ahhh crap just forget it
Been up for hours on end
Out of Coffee and smokes are spent
I can feel you all waiting
It almost pulls me through
If I though I could spark up over there
I might just run through.
But Ill just sit in my chair
and stare *click* stare *click* stare
Till freakin .86 gets here
[Main]
Too long was the wait.
But the result will soon be due.
Despite endless Q_Q
And despite all the hate
A new world thus creat'd.
[System]
Much discontent about
Gallia voiced, out loud
True, the worlds did spite
Nerve and mind alike.
But a world unfinished without.
[Solar]
Evolve, improve, expand
Base and rock
Berth and dock
Discovery does demand
the name true to it's lands
[Ship]
Contentment, discontent
Fly not what you have known
Find what you've not flown
Learn the best ascent
All must change, in the end
[Gun]
All that changes is not war
Peace a cry, far too far
The tools, the will to destroy,
New tools we will employ
And leave eachother scarred
Wide awake in a world that sleeps, enduring thoughts, enduring scenes. The knowledge of what is yet to come.
From a time when all seems lost, from a dead man to a world, without restraint, unafraid and free.
Mostly retired Discovery member. May still visit from time to time.