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We, GRIND!, declare war on *TLA* as of this moment. It has come to our attention that the NAP set into place has neither been honored nor acknowledged, thus making it null and void. On the grounds of said lack of acknowledgement, we openly state this agreement to no longer exist and the terms and conditions of it no longer be valid. Therefore, there will be no three day grace period of the breaking of said NAP.
It has been shown that these statements are both truthful and grounds for such measures in other threads, as I'm sure will be shown many times more over to appease the naysayers. We trust, that our enemies will find our troops upon their lands soon and theirs upon ours. The battle lines of this world have been drawn and now will be pushed to the favor of the victors of the countless battles that will ensue forthwith.
To my comrades in arms of GRIND!, rally your men for battle once more, sound the war drums, and fly our banners high. Ride hard, ride swift, and ride with courage and a sure blade. May you find warm flesh for your weapons to rest in and battered walls of our enemies fortifications.
To our enemies, we say prepare for what has the making of a long and bloody war. We shall give no quarter nor expect any in return from you. Brew up plenty of beer for we will be thirsty after ravaging your villages and taking your spoils from past battles. If when you see our armies drawing near and hear our battle rattle, you wish to run or hide in huddled masses do not fret. We will make quick work of those that refrain from standing against us. For those that wish to prove their value, we look forward to meeting you on the fields of battle.
It has been shown that these statements are both truthful and grounds for such measures in other threads, as I'm sure will be shown many times more over to appease the naysayers. We trust, that our enemies will find our troops upon their lands soon and theirs upon ours. The battle lines of this world have been drawn and now will be pushed to the favor of the victors of the countless battles that will ensue forthwith.
To my comrades in arms of GRIND!, rally your men for battle once more, sound the war drums, and fly our banners high. Ride hard, ride swift, and ride with courage and a sure blade. May you find warm flesh for your weapons to rest in and battered walls of our enemies fortifications.
To our enemies, we say prepare for what has the making of a long and bloody war. We shall give no quarter nor expect any in return from you. Brew up plenty of beer for we will be thirsty after ravaging your villages and taking your spoils from past battles. If when you see our armies drawing near and hear our battle rattle, you wish to run or hide in huddled masses do not fret. We will make quick work of those that refrain from standing against us. For those that wish to prove their value, we look forward to meeting you on the fields of battle.