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Laughter, like the wheezing of a thousand consumptive men. The Great Carp reared his bull-chest above Mellokind, revealing a necklace of steaming human heads.
“Thou art overthrown, boomer. Thy tribe hath perished, dashed like a potter’s vessel by our fury. The earth is sown with thy nation’s blood, and soon thine enemies will compass thee with bent bow and whetted bronze. Wilt thou not repent thy folly? Wilt thou not abase thyself before our Lord?”
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This is a test.
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Love this song from Deus Ex as well.
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It really takes me back. Good thread, broheim.
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The time has come for the Necromaster. The unleashing of the fourth joker's card. The arrival of The Great Milenko
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It’s beautiful
But the race-traitor, Antichrist Booker Dewitt had to ruin EVERYTHING.
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Maybe ill post more in the morning
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My three favorite vidya OSTs. Each is chock full of boppin' tunes.
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I can only find this one set to gameplay on YouTube.
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Laughter, like the wheezing of a thousand consumptive men. The Great Carp reared his bull-chest above Mellokind, revealing a necklace of steaming human heads.
“Thou art overthrown, boomer. Thy tribe hath perished, dashed like a potter’s vessel by our fury. The earth is sown with thy nation’s blood, and soon thine enemies will compass thee with bent bow and whetted bronze. Wilt thou not repent thy folly? Wilt thou not abase thyself before our Lord?”
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