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DoMiNaNt_HuNtEr

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DoMiNaNt_HuNtEr last won the day on January 7 2016

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  • Birthday 12/12/1991

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    Mackintoke
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  1. Cool, its back. So lets see... we got 83 players total. Nice!
  2. @Einstein: ROFL. Hey, I'm just getting God back for all that bubonic plague shit. I mean, what the hell was that? And dumping all those frogs and killing the first born children of Egypt or some lame stuff? All a bunch of dick moves. @AndrewGOLD: The new guardian of the planet, the extra terrestrial Killing You, despite his name, is actually a really nice guy. Since the man in the robot suit is not harassing him anymore, he is free to help people, especially you! Lacking any tiberium suits, he simply puts everyone in buses (including you), then flies off with the buses out of reach of the tiberium gas clouds. But the new god is still being harassed by local petty folk, simpletons if you will. They start throwing Molotov cocktails at Super Killing You Man. I put on some spiked knuckles and try to beat down a few of the rioters, but theres too many of them, and Killing You is just floating in the air, not doing anything, letting bottles filled with flame smash onto his body, broken bits of glass sparkling everywhere, flames engulfing him. He looks pretty cool like that, just floating there. I think hes meditating or something? The mob is attacking me and Super Killing You Man. Someone save me and someone snap Killing You out of his trance!
  3. User was warned for: Excessive explicit content God damn, what is with you guys and the FBI? The CIA instigate alot more than FBI. Anyways, not to worry Sir golden boy! Thanks to the healing chamber (Pleiades tech) my dick is back! I feel much more confident about myself, and am able to tackle life's problems head on! Like a bull would to his prey... I end up getting Mr. Death to get back together with Lady Death. Now that the yin and the yang of death have reunited, a still calmness pervades the cosmos! This new found peace inspires God himself to shed a tear of happiness, and that giant tear drop splashes onto AndrewGOLD, replenishing Andrew's blood, and healing his wound(s). But, I had a little too much cocaine and LSD. When I saw God crying like a bitch, I thought he was Satan laughing like a pimp. God and Satan both look similar, and why would God shed a tear of joy for Mr & Mrs. Death? Thats something Satan would do! And Satan has owed me fifty bucks for a long, long time. Satan had got really drunk at my bar one night. If he had tried to drive home by himself, he would have either been arrested by the Irish poker champs, or would have had a fatal car crash! So, being the nice guy I naturally am, I called and paid for a speedy cab to get Satan back home safely. THAT WAS FOUR YEARS AGO, and that greedy bastard has yet to pay me back! Plus he still owes me a hefty bar tab. BASTARD! There was this one time I thought he was going to be true to his word and pay me back. But It turns out he paid me back in mortgages. I have little to no interest in ponzi schemes... So, I cut off God's head, thinking it was Satan's. I ripped his eyes out from their sockets. Then I jammed my new and improved cock through the left eye hole, and skull fucked the bajeezus out of this alien bastard - for you see, most "Gods" and "Satans" are actually from a another planet... the christian god, the muslim god, the jewish god, the god named baphomet, those fucken roman gods and shit? Or the greek assholes? - ALL "gods", "recorded", in earth "history", are basically slave drivers from different planets. They invaded us while we were primates, wanting our gold, but they were too lazy to mine it themselves. So they genetically modified us primates to dig up the gold for them. They "enhanced" us, to be just smart enough to be able to work the machinery, but very, very, VERY dumb enough to be oblivious to what is actually going on. Not much has changed since those 7 billion years ago... Anyways, the people of earth need a new God to save them from Satan's ponzi schemes. Oh, won't someone save these lost souls!? They need a new hero! Won't someone answer the call?
  4. @delta: "I" before "E" except after "C". Except for Eintein... lucky bastard gets to disobey some gay rule. I'm sorry for giving you a heart attack, delta. @Killing_You: I briefly ascend to 5th density and am able to control matter and energy such that, I fucking butcher this "Thanks" fellow, tearing chunks out of his body, ripping limbs off, crushing his face in. His soul is released from his body in a state of primal fear. I absorb the helpless, amnesiac soul into mine own spirit. I then take off my pants and give them to Killing You. Check the pockets, bro, some good yeyo for you tah flow! Lady Death is now staring at my junk. She gives me a blow job, but when I finish, she ends up biting my cock off. Help me, I need a healing chamber to regrow severed limbs and appendages.
  5. @Einstien: General Cameo didn' forgot about Voe. No one forgets a face like that! The guy with a PZM degree and his boat & crew had saved Voe, but somehow the crew aboard the boat did so without getting Voe a new leg, so he is one legged (for now). Yes, Hydra is a mighty beast. The Hydra ravages the hull of GC's cruiser relentlessly, tearing chunks out. The Hydra destroys the destroyer, but most of it's crew manages to escape by life rafts, including Einstien. Einstien reaches the shore, gets out of the raft, and was about to be shot in the head by a CIA agent when I appeared and shoved the pole end of a stop sign so far up the agent's ass, the pole end stuck out his mouth, the sign part resting out of his ass. I flipped him upside down and planted a brand new stop sign complete with a cool decoration onto the shore. Now I am about to do the same to Einstien unless he gives me some cocaine. Save me, I am out of drugs.
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