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Tartan 118

Tartan 118

7/7/2011 4:17:11 PM
[b]You Have No Rights[/b] I had sat there for maybe an hour or two a day. The green banner had the lingering little parasites on it, their shadows dancing over the intricate Forerunner art. I had clicked on the blue text, looked at the ramblings, the declarations, the questions, the whinging and moaning, the stories, the rants and, scrolling below them for an infinity, the discussions, threads spanning hours, even days, the symbol besides several contained an evil face, bedevilled by flames. Of course, this was the Internet. And on the Internet, time passed with both speed immeasurable and sloth incomparable. [Edited on 07.10.2011 5:05 AM PDT]

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