Hi...I'm Randal the vandal...and this is not easy to say. I guess where I start is 2014. I remember my life in the forgotten shore, just another fallen vandal like you. But...one day I got in a horrible hit and run accident. The surgery was very intense, as i had to have bits of rocket shrapnel and Wolfpack rounds from my body. When I was finally stable, I was told I lost a lot of ether during the procedure. So I had to do an ether transfusion and I recovered. However, I tested SIVA positive a year later. I want to clear up that I did not have any illicit sexual relations with another fallen, but a result of the blood transfusion. The process was not easy. I had to go through a series of very hard treatments in order to get the help I needed. Antibiotics wouldn't cut it, neither did chemo. It was decided that surgery was the only option. Today, I am atin SIVA remission and I am so grateful to still be here through it all. I hope my story will impact you all in some way. However, out of the 100,000 that die from SIVA each year, 80% are not able to receive treatment. Thousands of dregs each year are being forced to amputate as a result of high cost treatments, leaving them armless and legless, hopping on pegs. Even then they continue to suffer from the virus. For just 10 cents a day you can help a fallen dreg suffering from the SIVA virus. You have the power to change their lives...for a dime. Please, you're the only ones who can. If you donate to the Randal Fund you get your very own "Beat SIVA" Drawstring Backback, and a peg-leg watch. We have the power to change...donate today Edit: IN THE LEEEEEEEEEEEEGS OOOOOOOF A PEG DREEG HOP AWAAAAAAAAAAAAAY FROM HEEEEEEEEEERE Edit: tiradia actually did it... [quote] Spend all your time hopping For that second chance For some ether that would make it okay There's always some servitor To make you feel good enough And it's hard, at the end of the day I need some ether Oh, beautiful release SIVA seep from my veins And maybe empty Oh, and legless, and maybe I'll find some peg legs tonight On the legs of a peg dreg Hop away from here From this dark, cold cosmodrome And the endlessness that you fear You are pulled from the wreckage Of your giant ketch You're in the arms of Randal May you find some ether here So tired of the straight line And everywhere you turn There's gunslingers and Bladedancers at your back The stormcaller keeps on shocking Keep on building the wall. That you make up for all that you lack It don't make no difference Escape one last time It's easier to believe in the Kell of kells Oh, this glorious ether That brings me to my peg legs On the legs of a peg dreg Hop away from here From this dark, cold cosmodrome And the endlessness that you fear You are pulled from the wreckage Of your giant ketch You're in the arms of Randal May you find some ether here You're in the arms of Randal May you find some ether here [/quote]