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    As I read through each paragraph I pictured young Svpernova back in The Burning Crusade, in all of his mis-matched gear, both disappointed with the state of Bear tanking at the time, as well as his less-than-stellar skills in PvP. In search of answers, he stumbled upon a new playstyle—one of which he, himself, could not have envisioned.

    Like a child on Christmas morning, he rushed out to buy several additional copies of the game to begin his multiboxing journey. A journey which would not only allow him to experience new levels of frustration unknown to many, but would push him beyond a state of enjoyment and satisfaction that he had never before felt.

    However, as I read through the story, I became more and more angry with each passing sentence. My fist began to clinch harder, and harder as I transitioned between each paragraph, to the point where it began to shake. I was wondering if I was going to see my own name in Svpernova's recollection of his beginning, and I was almost through the entire story without a mention of little ol' MiRai.

    And then there it was... in the final paragraph. I instantly let out a sigh of relief, released my enraged grasp, and nodded my head in acknowledgment—there I was.

    However, I'm still wondering why Gurb didn't get any love. IT IS MY DUTY TO LET HIM KNOW THAT HE HAS NOT BEEN FORGOTTEN!

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    Quote Originally Posted by MiRai View Post
    As I read through each paragraph I pictured young Svpernova back in The Burning Crusade, in all of his mis-matched gear, both disappointed with the state of Bear tanking at the time, as well as his less-than-stellar skills in PvP. In search of answers, he stumbled upon a new playstyle—one of which he, himself, could not have envisioned.

    Like a child on Christmas morning, he rushed out to buy several additional copies of the game to begin his multiboxing journey. A journey which would not only allow him to experience new levels of frustration unknown to many, but would push him beyond a state of enjoyment and satisfaction that he had never before felt.

    However, as I read through the story, I became more and more angry with each passing sentence. My fist began to clinch harder, and harder as I transitioned between each paragraph, to the point where it began to shake. I was wondering if I was going to see my own name in Svpernova's recollection of his beginning, and I was almost through the entire story without a mention of little ol' MiRai.

    And then there it was... in the final paragraph. I instantly let out a sigh of relief, released my enraged grasp, and nodded my head in acknowledgment—there I was.

    However, I'm still wondering why Gurb didn't get any love. IT IS MY DUTY TO LET HIM KNOW THAT HE HAS NOT BEEN FORGOTTEN!

    But Gurb is so forgettable! I tell him so all the time.
    I never saw a wild thing sorry for itself. A bird will fall frozen dead from a bough without ever having felt sorry for itself.

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    Thanks for the honorable mention MiRai... So much disappoint Bear >.<.

    Morg, just the way I like it.

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    Quote Originally Posted by Gurblash View Post
    Thanks for the honorable mention MiRai... So much disappoint Bear >.<.

    Morg, just the way I like it.
    The love I have for Gurb is unmentionable in public places. Crum knows what I mean.

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