I wasn't aware this was happening.

I was fighting, gloriously. But in the end, they had larger lumbers.

I was a support member. I posted a few threads but was mostly replying. I saw you. We fought together in the field of battle.

Uh, eating some fries probably?

HOW DO I JOIN!

I missed it.

So... Instead of doing something semi productive... Or even playing video games... You guys "assaulted" a sub forum on the same website... For three hours... To take it back from "desticles"? Do you truly have nothing better to do with your life? I would reconsider the direction you're heading if you think this kind of thing is "cool."

*flashback* [i]I was there. A new fresh-faced Private of strike team Blonic. I was stationed to the north, by the ocean. My M1 Garand anti-shitpost rifle was by my side. I had barely used the thing, until that day. The sky was bleak and grey, the shoreline was lifeless, and it began to flood with rain. As I looked through my binoculars, out to the ocean, I could already see the Desticle naval battleships approaching. The S.S. "Whut clas u gun pleh" was the biggest threat of them all. I sounded the alarm, then moved immediately to position. The sirens begane blaring and the rest of the strike team readied their posts. Explosions and shrapnel began falling from the sky, launched from the Desticle battle ships. My ears were ringing and I could barely breath. As the smoke cleared, I could make out the Desticle ships ramming into the shore. I fumbled with my rifle, raised it to my eye, and aimed directly to the first ship, waiting for the Desticles to emerge. My heart was in my throat. There was silence, for a moment. I could feel the dread climbing up my spine. Suddenly, the hulls of the ships blast open, and the vile hordes of Desticles charged out. Screaming, rabbid, and half-naked, they charged at us. With a shitpost machete in hand and unbelievable speed. "[b]OPEN FIRE"[/b] The commander yelled, with all his might. Without hesitation, I pulled the trigger of my rifle and sent a bullet screaming into a Desticles head. It collapsed to the group, begane foaming at the mouth, and exploded, killing several other Desticles with it. I let another bullet go, but missed, as it got lost into the horde of Desticles. I blindly emptied my entire clip into the horde, but no matter how many I took, ten more took it's place. My fellow soldiers shot true, and hit hard, but what we had was not enough. What the Desticles lacked in intelligence and skill, they made up for in number. The Desticles advanced closer, and I was short of ammunition. I began moving back with the rest of the team, taking out as many as I could. But my bullets became useless against their stone-thick brains. It was no use, they kept getting closer, as wave after wave of Desticles began pouring out of the ships. We had no choice to retreat... #Gaming was lost. We failed...[/i]

Well shit I missed that one.

Right in the heat of battle. :3

Luckily I was on at the time and got to help a bit myself. Now... It's a wasteland.

Fighting the entire way through. Its sad to see that its lost already.

I fought. #Judicial made a temporary alliance with the Crusade. You remember?

I fought

What!? Shit, where and when did this happen?

I missed it, then after hearing about it I ran in alone. I tried, but there were far too many of them.

I was playing halo