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− | So much energy. So much wasted energy. Talk more about freedom as you bind yourself in that Vauldrie. You speculate a of imaginary powers that you know you couldn't hope to comprehend or overcome. You ready yourselves for this enemy that you cannot see and instead of remaining focused on your windmill, out of frustration you throw yourselves against the only target you can find and blame us for the problems in this world. Genius. You think murdering kindred at whim and consuming their very essence to be A-OK? The Tradition of Destruction is solely mine. Try a Bloodhunt on for size. If you enter my city, we will give you exactly what you asked for. | + | So much energy. So much wasted energy. Talk more about freedom as you bind yourself in that Vauldrie. You speculate a of imaginary powers that you know you couldn't hope to comprehend or overcome. You ready yourselves for this enemy that you cannot see and instead of remaining focused on your windmill, out of frustration you throw yourselves against the only target you can find and blame us for the problems in this world. Genius. You think murdering kindred at whim and consuming their very essence to be A-OK? The Tradition of Destruction is solely mine. Try a Bloodhunt on for size. If you enter my city, we will give you exactly what you asked for. [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3qBPoFFKmQk] |
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Oh, they are the most important asset we have. Treat them well. | Oh, they are the most important asset we have. Treat them well. |
Revision as of 04:13, 5 September 2017
The Ivory Tower has the strongest foundation and here we are truly free. 1
So much energy. So much wasted energy. Talk more about freedom as you bind yourself in that Vauldrie. You speculate a of imaginary powers that you know you couldn't hope to comprehend or overcome. You ready yourselves for this enemy that you cannot see and instead of remaining focused on your windmill, out of frustration you throw yourselves against the only target you can find and blame us for the problems in this world. Genius. You think murdering kindred at whim and consuming their very essence to be A-OK? The Tradition of Destruction is solely mine. Try a Bloodhunt on for size. If you enter my city, we will give you exactly what you asked for. [1]
Oh, they are the most important asset we have. Treat them well.