Aemon Algiz
Member
Hello everyone,
I've had something on my kind for quite some time and I think that's about time that I actually shared it with you all. Vindictive has been the most influential part of my life and that's perhaps the strongest of saddest statement that I have ever made in my life. My obsession with getting on TeamSpeak and talking with all of you and occassionally playing the games has led to quite a few different paths in my life being realized. Namely, becoming the #1 Troll NA.
Back in Vindictive's infancy (Back when Jesus was in our guild, he used to bitch about his dad ALL THE TIME. Shit like, "Why has he forsaken me?" I could never tell if he was really into eRP or what, because he seemed pretty damned convinced that he was here to save all of humanity from eternal damnation. We just laughed at him, though, because obviously the holy Magna Mater is supreme over all. He apparently got executed for being too loud.) I was tasked with forging Tryden's mighty ban hammer using matter collected from around the universe. This material was of course gathered by Stomp who kindly carry it into my workshop at all hours of the day. Tryden had ordered us to work around the clock until his glorious weapon was finished, though if I'm going to be completely honest I kind of half assed the entire job and left microscopic notches of runes in the weapon so that I could use it if I felt like it. Tryden was not pleased with my efforts and he tried to ban me from existence in his rage, but he found that the hammer was completely fucking useless. So he gave up on that and instead decided that we should be an online gaming community instead of a collection of deities.
This was the first mistake in the history of Vindictive, because I still contend that we would have more success had we taken over the mortal plane instead of simply becoming part of its bottom feeding beta gamers. Anyway, this resulted in the great civil war of Vindictive which lasted for millennia and turned friend into enemy. The loyalists led by Tryden were numerous and powerful and counted heads such as Ivy, SPiNE, Stomp, and myself. The rebels were not quite as strong and were basically laughing stalks but we entertained them with epic struggles none-the-less and they counted the heads of Tryden's first born son through the woman Mike, Jinbig. Jinbig would lead countless assaults against Vindictive Mountain (Oh, I guess I forgot to tell you that we had a fucking mountain, it was pretty sweet. Tryden leased it from some monks in modern day China, but he missed a few rent payments and we eventually got evicted despite all of us giving our portion of the rent. WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SPEND THE RENT MONEY ON TRYDEN? Now no one will lease to us anymore. Way to go, Tryden.)
[Mountain Vindictive, Thanks Tryden]
Anyway, Jinbig tried to attack our mountain on several occasions, which made our landlords very concerned about what we were doing. That honestly probably didn't help in the whole getting evicted thing since it was brought up during the trial. The judge was a total prick though and during his judgement against us he placed a curse on the guild. He said, "On the soul of my grandfather, I place a curse upon your guild that the most fertile of the males shall forever be bald. His head shall shimmer in the sunlight as a glorious light bulb and all of the jail bait will forever be against him." Poor SPiNE. We of course kept Jinbig at bay and he was swiftly defeated by the retrofitted ban hammer that I finally got around to fixing. Though Tryden still was not satisfied with how it worked claiming that it defeating Jinbig in swift fashion didn't mean a damn thing. He is kind of impossible to satisfy considering that Jinbig was his son and therefore must have had some of his genetic bad ass in him. Whatever, it was a good hammer.
After the defeat of Jinbig there was peace for a time and we decided to be super villains on the Rouge Isles. We were promptly arrested and taken to Paragon City to rot because apparently the Chinese take their debts very seriously. Listen to this USA, this shit is serious. We had fled China and our bitchy landlord behind hoping that moving to another country would mean that we could avoid our debts which apparently wasn't true. We had police swarm us at a raid and they arrested us and took us to jail. Fortunately there was a riot at the jail and we escaped by punching our way to a helicopter that took us back to the Rouge Isles. The helicopter pilot was kind of a prick and made us kill a certain number of inmates and plant some bombs before we could go, though. I could barely be bothered and wanted to just leave but I guess you have to do what you have to do.
While on the Rouge Isles we trained together and honed our skills in the art of PvP and rose our way through the ranks to become the most feared force in all of Paragon City and the Rouge Isles. This wasn't enough to satisfy Tryden's blood lust though, he wanted more and more, so he had us move back to Paragon City under assumed identities to avoid arrest and debtors prison. There we rose again to the top of the ranks and would come to challenge the largest force we had faced to date. F.U.S.I.O.N. They were a massive guild of twats who called Tryden's mom and claimed to her that her son had a son with a man named Mike called, Jinbig. This blatant lie infuriated Tryden and to punish them for being big fat liar fuck nuts we shredded their guild in a base raid. I'd like to note that they tried to cheat in the base raid by putting up objects in front of doors, which we of course over came and used to our advantaged with team teleport. We annihilated them so badly that the guild fell apart and the leader, Warface, left his wife for some woman he met in Paragon City.
Before leaving Paragon City, we found Vindictive's greatest enemy, MasterJediJared and his super hot wife, Hannah. They joined the guild under the rouse of allies and when Tryden's blood lust led him to create one of the largest incarnations of Vindictive, Jared led a coup to overthrow Tryden. Tryden became so enraged that his virgin loins (NOTE VIRGIN TRYDEN'S MOM, MIKE NEVER HAPPENED OK AND JINBIG SHOULDN'T BE IN THE WILL) ordered us to hunt him down and crush him. I took this as a serious threat and I found where he lives and used his sweet body to my heart's content,
[Me Satisfying Myself with Jared]
This of course killed Jared, though Tryden claimed that I had only done it to satisfy my sexual interests and he banished me into his Abstinence Pad for 300 years. It was really fucking boring there and I only find myself to play with and so I did, a lot. To pictures of him.
To be continued.
I've had something on my kind for quite some time and I think that's about time that I actually shared it with you all. Vindictive has been the most influential part of my life and that's perhaps the strongest of saddest statement that I have ever made in my life. My obsession with getting on TeamSpeak and talking with all of you and occassionally playing the games has led to quite a few different paths in my life being realized. Namely, becoming the #1 Troll NA.
Back in Vindictive's infancy (Back when Jesus was in our guild, he used to bitch about his dad ALL THE TIME. Shit like, "Why has he forsaken me?" I could never tell if he was really into eRP or what, because he seemed pretty damned convinced that he was here to save all of humanity from eternal damnation. We just laughed at him, though, because obviously the holy Magna Mater is supreme over all. He apparently got executed for being too loud.) I was tasked with forging Tryden's mighty ban hammer using matter collected from around the universe. This material was of course gathered by Stomp who kindly carry it into my workshop at all hours of the day. Tryden had ordered us to work around the clock until his glorious weapon was finished, though if I'm going to be completely honest I kind of half assed the entire job and left microscopic notches of runes in the weapon so that I could use it if I felt like it. Tryden was not pleased with my efforts and he tried to ban me from existence in his rage, but he found that the hammer was completely fucking useless. So he gave up on that and instead decided that we should be an online gaming community instead of a collection of deities.
This was the first mistake in the history of Vindictive, because I still contend that we would have more success had we taken over the mortal plane instead of simply becoming part of its bottom feeding beta gamers. Anyway, this resulted in the great civil war of Vindictive which lasted for millennia and turned friend into enemy. The loyalists led by Tryden were numerous and powerful and counted heads such as Ivy, SPiNE, Stomp, and myself. The rebels were not quite as strong and were basically laughing stalks but we entertained them with epic struggles none-the-less and they counted the heads of Tryden's first born son through the woman Mike, Jinbig. Jinbig would lead countless assaults against Vindictive Mountain (Oh, I guess I forgot to tell you that we had a fucking mountain, it was pretty sweet. Tryden leased it from some monks in modern day China, but he missed a few rent payments and we eventually got evicted despite all of us giving our portion of the rent. WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SPEND THE RENT MONEY ON TRYDEN? Now no one will lease to us anymore. Way to go, Tryden.)
[Mountain Vindictive, Thanks Tryden]
Anyway, Jinbig tried to attack our mountain on several occasions, which made our landlords very concerned about what we were doing. That honestly probably didn't help in the whole getting evicted thing since it was brought up during the trial. The judge was a total prick though and during his judgement against us he placed a curse on the guild. He said, "On the soul of my grandfather, I place a curse upon your guild that the most fertile of the males shall forever be bald. His head shall shimmer in the sunlight as a glorious light bulb and all of the jail bait will forever be against him." Poor SPiNE. We of course kept Jinbig at bay and he was swiftly defeated by the retrofitted ban hammer that I finally got around to fixing. Though Tryden still was not satisfied with how it worked claiming that it defeating Jinbig in swift fashion didn't mean a damn thing. He is kind of impossible to satisfy considering that Jinbig was his son and therefore must have had some of his genetic bad ass in him. Whatever, it was a good hammer.
After the defeat of Jinbig there was peace for a time and we decided to be super villains on the Rouge Isles. We were promptly arrested and taken to Paragon City to rot because apparently the Chinese take their debts very seriously. Listen to this USA, this shit is serious. We had fled China and our bitchy landlord behind hoping that moving to another country would mean that we could avoid our debts which apparently wasn't true. We had police swarm us at a raid and they arrested us and took us to jail. Fortunately there was a riot at the jail and we escaped by punching our way to a helicopter that took us back to the Rouge Isles. The helicopter pilot was kind of a prick and made us kill a certain number of inmates and plant some bombs before we could go, though. I could barely be bothered and wanted to just leave but I guess you have to do what you have to do.
While on the Rouge Isles we trained together and honed our skills in the art of PvP and rose our way through the ranks to become the most feared force in all of Paragon City and the Rouge Isles. This wasn't enough to satisfy Tryden's blood lust though, he wanted more and more, so he had us move back to Paragon City under assumed identities to avoid arrest and debtors prison. There we rose again to the top of the ranks and would come to challenge the largest force we had faced to date. F.U.S.I.O.N. They were a massive guild of twats who called Tryden's mom and claimed to her that her son had a son with a man named Mike called, Jinbig. This blatant lie infuriated Tryden and to punish them for being big fat liar fuck nuts we shredded their guild in a base raid. I'd like to note that they tried to cheat in the base raid by putting up objects in front of doors, which we of course over came and used to our advantaged with team teleport. We annihilated them so badly that the guild fell apart and the leader, Warface, left his wife for some woman he met in Paragon City.
Before leaving Paragon City, we found Vindictive's greatest enemy, MasterJediJared and his super hot wife, Hannah. They joined the guild under the rouse of allies and when Tryden's blood lust led him to create one of the largest incarnations of Vindictive, Jared led a coup to overthrow Tryden. Tryden became so enraged that his virgin loins (NOTE VIRGIN TRYDEN'S MOM, MIKE NEVER HAPPENED OK AND JINBIG SHOULDN'T BE IN THE WILL) ordered us to hunt him down and crush him. I took this as a serious threat and I found where he lives and used his sweet body to my heart's content,
[Me Satisfying Myself with Jared]
This of course killed Jared, though Tryden claimed that I had only done it to satisfy my sexual interests and he banished me into his Abstinence Pad for 300 years. It was really fucking boring there and I only find myself to play with and so I did, a lot. To pictures of him.
To be continued.
