Nathics

Nefertani wrote: Darlings, the machinists are correct. Humanity lost its war with the sentient machines centuries ago! Zion only exists because the machines created it, using it to warehouse those misfits unable to live in a civilised soci...

##//INCOMING TRANSMISSION ##//ID CONFIRMED: Vorenov Repulber ##//SOURCE LOCATION: NOT FOUND ... It's no secret you can hide that your code is different now, Pace. You no longer fit your position. Perhaps we'll need to start calling you Ms....

##//INCOMING TRANSMISSION ##//ID CONFIRMED: Vorenov Repulber ##//SOURCE LOCATION: NOT FOUND In the end we all want the same thing, a lot of people just don't realize it. This isn't the way to peace. A world where we can all be happy; anyon...

Procurator wrote: Ah-hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah! *Pauses for breath.* Ah-hahahahahahahahahah! Oh my, if that isn't the funniest series of events I've ever read about. Hate to have to say it, kids, but: we told you so! However, a...

##//INCOMING TRANSMISSION ##//USER IDENTIFIED: Vorenov Repluber ##//SOURCE NOT FOUND This is Vorenov Repulber... I should say 'I told you so', but it's more in my style to say 'I was right'. However, I was wrong in saying you shouldn't hav...

##//INCOMING TRANSMISSION ##//SOURCE FOUND ##//VIRUSLESS NETWORK Ghost, you lend your services to far more than merely the purging of corruption. Those who are connected by code to the source have gained clearer senses. Whilst you served t...

##//INCOMING TRANSMISSION ##//SOURCE ENCRYPTED From the desk of Chairman Vorenov Repulber "My friends, We have hoped for so long now that we could find out the source of the transmission and now we have done just that. True, it's not what...

##//INCOMING TRANSMISSION ##//SOURCE ENCRYPTED From the desk of Chairman Vorenov Repulber Just a word of advice from one leader to another; pay more attention, Kid. This was planned by the General. You've come a long way. Your operatives a...

Syntax.Nathics Freakin nice idea.

kou_urake wrote: It was an honor to have had a hand in humiliating the General. You can read the original version of the speech I wrote for this here . ((Brilliant event! Thanks Rarebit, Vogt, Simlo, Destinatus, and anyone else involved in...

Twaggy wrote: Agent Pace, my how you have messed this up. Those poor poor silly cave monkeys will spit their dummies out over this and cry like little babies they are, good work my dear. To show the height of your will in meager sums of ar...

Raijinn wrote: Phrack wrote: A little more depth is something I'd personally like to see. While the updates on DN1 are great, there's things that I personally miss seeing on the main site. Chapter summaries. Way back when we actually used...

((Relapse wrote: There is no coincidence, your right Kid. The general picked this time exactly as he fights the Machine army at stalingrad to launch a further assault towards the machines, and by trying to advocate more war. He himself, is...

I'm all for this idea, so long as (I know I'm repeating others) there's something to spend money on.

I agree that the only problems with CR2 is the vulnerability of IL and the inability to engage multiple enemies in IL. Those basic aspects of combat should be looked at.

Perhaps Morpheus has been commended to the earth. Though, to cast a false image of his captivity in Machine pockets would inspire anger within the heart of Zion, wroughting a new clash of arms. Designs of such beguilement would indeed crum...

I... Give up trying to make it to these things... There. You happy now?

((That was a terrible story to get Anome out of his face!))

When I first saw The Matrix, I thought that the Matrix was a about a certain style of hero I thought was cool in every sense of the word. The second and third in the genre made me begin to think of what else could be possible in a world ma...

Nathics wrote: Rewards are the sum of fury, hatred or revenge, these are the designs of stale minds who gaze no further than the shroud of negativity. ((We have GOT to get an edit button! Come on! Coooome ooooon! [Rewards are not the some...

What familiar code remains has been in your favour, Niobe. But, do you live yet, or have Anome's desires ravaged your heart? I've gazed upon images of warriors run through by the haze of their own mind, brought on by the evaporation of cru...

((Ahh well I'm an idiot, he did. Well... Nuts. Where the hell is the edit post option?))

((When are people gonna realize that Event Characters DON'T answer /tells?))

Episode 8: No One Knows Horror This whole mess began some time ago, but for Adrien and Figero, it truly began that night they decided to f*** with me. And who am I? Well, you may know my name, but I, I'm not a name. The answers I give you...

Anome... What stirs within your mind and heart after receiving knowledge of what strings are tied to your back? Did you realize that you are merely a deceptive toy, utilized by the Toy Master General? A megre theft of spotlight to cool the...

Handle: Nathics Affiliation: Zion -Secondary Affilation: Myself Political Preference: Radicalist Belief in Neo: A man with no strings to guide him past paths he wished to take. We all retain what was gifted to him, if we beleive. On The Qu...

These mendicants of the farce would be best served with politeness, but perhaps your ideals are self serving. Practise your waitering... Many thanks for inspiring a smile upon Kelly's face.

((Im interested. Contact me in-game aswell, Nathics.))

Open those covers of your pools of vision. Can you not gaze upon the spoils of Pandora's necter? Anome... You will soon gaze upon the earth from beneath, rather than scrape its skies.

And so the seed of our journy is planted on yet another slate. Many thanks for watering it so. ((... For once I would like to be able to make it to one of these lol. If only these events happened at various moments of the day for the other...

Dear Pythia. Into this oven we gaze upon the, Paths we create. From beyond time's hand a, Mirror of a desired choice she will see. This Delphi is in us all, yet quite far. Many thanks Pythia. Please accept this, As our appreciation. Few wo...

Please Micheal, allow our pools of vision to soak up the delights of your new inspiration to grin.

Matarax, images of farce are scratched deep into many hearts. If your words cannot exchange thought of realities beauty, your mind is an arrow, not the bow. If we continue to weigh down time's eluding bench, awaiting the rebirth of our bel...

To call upon comrades is a thought of gold...

Mr - Agent Gray, components are not the equal sum of humanity. Perhaps your hands should desire Micheal's, before your arms? Or perhaps Pace may have taken the proper bow?

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha! The so cold, ushers of a second chance. Offering to us all, again, the selective delights of a farcical universe. From beneath your holy cloth, you silence choice with the drone of...

Ah hahahahaha! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh hahahahahahahaha! HA

((Did this campaign make much sense?))

Why must you reveice the dose of farcical delights, when already you have access to such unreal designs... The machines.

Perhaps the words of Tim Jensen, exchanged through Scott Matthew, accompanied by the harmony of Yoko Kanno would drag forth from those servile minds behind you, these thoughts... she's so cold and human it's something humans do she stays s...

Ahhh that coil of yours. Such gravity from your that tounge of yours. Agent Pace, have these neonates brought inspirations to smile, or are inspirations merely a trigger to function? Our thoughts are cracked open for your delictation.

"These fanatics actually thought what they were doing was right; they actually thought killing people who didn't even have a part in their war was just. Well, I couldn't let that go on any further." "I'll save you the gory details, but let...

Greetings Tygrvason, perhaps some of our own words? Allow them to sink well beyond the flesh of your brain. Blue unborn, red reborn. When the water of the womb, Undoubtedly cozy for some, Became merely a twisted tomb, The fate of which we...

Racon, never allow your hands to sink into the strain of hearts. Welcome...

Greeting Baelroth. While your hands serve as Mr. Merovingian's comfort, perhaps you shall not let your outer shell crack and fall before your feet?

Malphas, what path would be opened, and which closed for those who accept your 'gift'? Perhaps your mind may spill light upon such thoughts of ours?

Greetings. Our mind has wondered and continues that march once again. The images we soak cannot rightfully be ours alone. These thoughts burst from our mind and into our hands, displayed for your delictation. Blue unborn, red reborn. When...

Malphas. Perhaps the voices of our mind, riddled with delightful treats for your delictation, could be sucked away by your toothed kiss?

Our mind cannot find inspiration to to exchange words to pat the heads of flesh or steel. The General is the hand of war...

Allow your pools of vision to soak the sights to behold. All these lost revolutionaries, hands reaching toward the star we all wish to grasp, yet destroying those other hands, feet carrying them down different paths. Why do our hands rise...

And what of hearts beating and minds thinking ideals contrary to your own? Should you like their thoughts to go unaccounted for? Your words are as farcical as the Matrix itself. Your ideals are coded by those whose hands wish to remake you.

And so inspired by sorrow, you decided to walk a path you now gaze upon with further sorrow. This was your decision. Return now before time's hand takes away your last inspiration to breath. Even now you should enjoy taking from us the pri...

((To better understand this episode please read episode 5 and 6 by searching through my posted messages under The Voices. Enjoy)) Episode 7: Temporal Clarity Calamity Take care… Take care… Adrien… One is the tongue, to speak to another, Sh...

Over the bridges we have burnt, through the water we tread, our trail has left no love behind, and we carry none of it with us. Love is the property of the privileged classes, our pockets are not so large, and the world not so generous......

Seraneth, our paths have crossed, our hands have shaken. Words were exchanged, minimally. Our desire is the interweaving of our paths once again to exchange words on life as a farce. You enjoy the delights of memory, friends and family, th...

You pools of vision remain calm from behind the glaze of sugar So our pools of vision will not contain the salty glaze of sugar shattering Shimada, this racial patriotism is lunacy. We all leave heriocs to the heros and so no one becomes t...

Veil, our bodies moved amongst the fluoro skies and above the blues of their drunkards perch. Remember the legionaires who joined together in the name of harmony. Allow your pools of vision to absorb their now out of tune triffles... ...Th...

When their hands became as terminal as light, their actions were still focused and so our pools of vision could gaze upon them. The blurs of their designs were as crystal, and the dirty thoughts were washed away. When the oceans of hell we...

The Voices Episode 6: Before Falling Skies “Do you ever look around and think of what you see as just a picture. As though you’re looking through something other than your own eyes. Like a TV screen has been stuck right in front of you, no...

The Voices: Episode 5, Rock and Roll Ride This mind of ours blurs beneath our sheets, All we think now is what was thought before. In our dreams we see things, people to meet, Hear things they share behind closed doors. And while we never...