Warmest regards and best of wishes R2. You will be missed so please do not be a stranger.
You know.. I always thought r2 was all circuitboard and no peripherals. So when I got the chance, I put myself on his "list".Just the way I like it when you get put on the list then you have to go an defend yourself 24/7 an then I can't go take a leak.:lol:
Deep within a madman's dream
and evil scientist devised a machine:
a killer robot, fast and clever
to wreak havoc on the best World ever…
World 30 was his birthplace
Nukes and nobles made his engine race
Clockwork gears and mechanical parts
He conquered villas, and won our hearts.
His attacks were unending
He didn't mind sending
Seven Hundred attacks
to break the enemy's backs
His targets feared him,
tribe mates revered him,
Stacked villas crumbled in
as his nukes rumbled in.
Relentless, ruthless, driven, methodical,
His tactics were sound, his plans diabolical.
At the sight of his incomings, whole tribes fell to strife
and his victims developed a bad case of "Real Life"
People begged him to stop, or threatened retaliation
but machines show no mercy; have no self-preservation!
So, without emotion, he carved through the map,
sparing only his tribe mates and allies and NAPs.
His circuits ran red, his steam engine boiled
causing carnage and death, he fought and he toiled
With hydraulics and cogwheels and nuclear fission
he followed his programming and fulfilled his mission.
But he was a machine with one purpose: to Fight
and as the world aged, it didn't seem right
to carry that torch while others got passive
feasting on the barbs, internals, & inactive.
He'd made his mark and carved his name
on World 30 and the Tribal Wars game.
It did not compute, to continue this route,
So he gave one last shout, and signed off ….Robot out.
+Good luck with you and yours in the real world!
chris^2 are wishing me luck! I really must go to a casino ASAP :lol:the very best of luck to you R2.
Pretty understandable...lul no TW for me, at least for now, not enough time