Greetings my fellow Achaeans,
My name is Cobra, and as I pen this wonderful scroll, I, no doubt, am turning 467 years old. Being, 4th, of the first, I feel it necessary to say, Hello... Back when most of you didn't exist, (You, can thank your parents.) I soaked your lovely Achaean streets with their great grandparent's blood. As did my equals. We, enjoyed a different side to Achaea, that which, is forever lost.
However, I believe with a little push in the right direction, we can all feel that old Achaea once more...
Being from the age of Old. I am forced, to bend to the New. Granted, this is what is expected of us all, but I feel, that perhaps, with subtle guidance, some of you will want more from this land. More from the world in which we inhabit. This is why, with the help of the my Shadow Cabal, I founded the Shadowsnakes. A place where individualism is accepted and nourished.
A home where your "talents" will go noticed. That home is my home, and I will be expressing how to enter it in a few months. In the mean time, if you find yourself wondering where you fit in. Dare I say, "The Shadows".
Take care of yourself, Achaea can be a nasty place when you have the wrong enemies.
Sincerely yours,
Cobra
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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
That said, welcome to the forums, Cobra. You'll soon find that it is made up of a bunch of unforgiving, sarcastic and sometimes nice assholes.
i'm a rebel
Losing their light in the glorious sun,
Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling,
Only remembered for what we have done."
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One of the symptoms of an approaching nervous breakdown is the belief that one's work is terribly important
- To love another person is to see the face of G/d
- Let me get my hat and my knife
- It's your apple, take a bite
- Don't dream it ... be it
GI Joe is taking you down, Cobra. Nothing can save you now.
Cobra is f-ing awesome.
Cascades of quicksilver light streak across the firmament as the celestial voice of Ourania intones, "Oh Jarrod..."
It has certainly been a long time since you and your Shadowboys left the Serpentlords in your hubris. I am sad to say the leadership over the past century has not lived up to your name, perhaps your return can instill some sense of meaning once more into that lot.
Vayne des Valois,
Grand Hierarch of the Cult