Me.
Challenge.
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
On the field, there are two kinds of people.
Alive, or dead.
How then do we separate the two? Or maybe, a more fitting question would be: how do we stay as one, and avoid being the other?
Simple.
The dead are there because they were alone.
The dead are there because individualism was their trade.
The dead are there because they weren't good enough.
We don't die. We survive.
At the end of the day, we are what you could not hope to be.
Why?
Because we have as much faith in our companions, as we do ourselves.
We are the Dead-6.
You cannot hope to kill ghosts.
You cannot hope to kill ghosts.
Given a certain level of thought byAdam Dewind at 11:05 PM
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dead 6? what is it? is it sum kind of a gang? if it is, can i join? i've never been in a gang before... pleasseee? pretty2 pleasee? 0.0 (big, shiny hopeful eyes..)
It's the name of the clan I'm in. My friends and I are participating in a gaming tourney for Call of Duty 4.
Of course, I don't really have to say it.. but:
We're good.
it was a bloody massacre...