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It all started oh, about 10 years ago. My, oh my! Has it really been that long since I was trapped? Nevermind that. I remember the good old days when I would pay tribute to this game (and it's...community) in my own special way. My goal was to ensure that I would leave a lasting impression on the poor souls who had to suffer my wrath (and their websites too!)
Anyway, one dark night long ago I was careless and fell into a hole in the ground. I spent days - weeks - months - YEARS plotting my escape. During that time, all I could think about was seeking vengeance on those I verbally punished daily. I remember WC. I remember Tal the Templar. I remember Redink1. I remember Dukie. I remember Dukie. I remember Dukie. I remember Dukie, oh dear God in Heaven, Jesus Christ hanging off the cross - I remember Dukie. It seemed like just yesterday I was assaultin........visting... dink community site guestbooks and ..leaving my lasting impressions.
<<.."Get down Kirby, I'm sure they remember you too. But now is not the place or time." ..>>
Anywho, after 10 years of carving out a rather puzzling labrynth underground while tunneling my way out of my holish-prison, I finally made it back to the surface. It intrigued me to see that Dink and his followers still exist. Perhaps I shall just go and move on, but I decided I must drop into the old place and make sure that you were aware - The Anonymous Bunch still lives! We can never be killed, only trapped in large, very deep, dark holes in the ground.
I'll keep my eye on you.. Especially Tal... For those of you who are relatively new, I'm sure you can convince some of the senior members of the community who were around in those days to retell the tales of the Anonymous Bunch and our vendettas.
Good-bye.
PS (On a more serious note, it's fun to see that Dink is still alive and well with some of it's original community. I hope all is well after 10 years! Keep it going, I want my grand children to play this game.)
Anyway, one dark night long ago I was careless and fell into a hole in the ground. I spent days - weeks - months - YEARS plotting my escape. During that time, all I could think about was seeking vengeance on those I verbally punished daily. I remember WC. I remember Tal the Templar. I remember Redink1. I remember Dukie. I remember Dukie. I remember Dukie. I remember Dukie, oh dear God in Heaven, Jesus Christ hanging off the cross - I remember Dukie. It seemed like just yesterday I was assaultin........visting... dink community site guestbooks and ..leaving my lasting impressions.
<<.."Get down Kirby, I'm sure they remember you too. But now is not the place or time." ..>>
Anywho, after 10 years of carving out a rather puzzling labrynth underground while tunneling my way out of my holish-prison, I finally made it back to the surface. It intrigued me to see that Dink and his followers still exist. Perhaps I shall just go and move on, but I decided I must drop into the old place and make sure that you were aware - The Anonymous Bunch still lives! We can never be killed, only trapped in large, very deep, dark holes in the ground.
I'll keep my eye on you.. Especially Tal... For those of you who are relatively new, I'm sure you can convince some of the senior members of the community who were around in those days to retell the tales of the Anonymous Bunch and our vendettas.
Good-bye.
PS (On a more serious note, it's fun to see that Dink is still alive and well with some of it's original community. I hope all is well after 10 years! Keep it going, I want my grand children to play this game.)
