Saturday, May 13, 2006

Hello. How's everyone been hanging? Well, this is an unknown officer, don't worry, I'm not invading, I got this password through honest work. This army has died and gone to hell, came back to life and then fell into a grave with John Smith's grandmother. So, I offer a proposition?

Whoever promotes this page the most in the next month will recieve an honorary prize and if you trust me enough, I'll mail you a few bucks too. But first, this has to go through EE2 to see if he thinks that it's ok. PMs can't get to him so this is my way of asking. It might actually help some. Even if it does die again later, there's still the spark of rising.
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Monday, April 17, 2006

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*comes in*. . .uh. . .*looks around*No-one-hear?. . .*silence*. . .uh, poor site.Never been updated.*Sigh*. . .*think* I got it. . .*get a radio out and a techno song playes called:"Lose Control". . .REMIX!!!!*singing the Losecontrol/FMA remix I made up MONTHS(almost a year)AGO*
Edward makes you lose control,
Edward makes you lose control...!!!
Ed's in the house...WOOT!
Winry's in the house...WOOT!
Alphonse in the house...WOOT!
I got a cute face
long brade
long antenna,short-stuff!
Clap hands, rusty legs
make you wanna flip-back
short rocker,
show stopper,
go hopper,
head-knocker,
beat fala,
screw droppa,
Don't call me short mutha f**kers,
My metal arm,
flying hair,
alchemy,
always beamin',
blonde top,
red coat,
gold eyes,
out of sight,
tight pants,
make it tight,
say it again,
make it tight,
do that alchemy, clap your hands
transmutation,
don't hit!!!
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*ends*
You know you liked that Remix I made.

-BLACK ALCHEMIST-
Missy Elliot ft. Ciara-Lose Control



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Saturday, March 18, 2006

This is the Coronel. I know that everyone here thinks that we have a new furhrer and a new password. Apparantly not. Sorry for the miss understanding. I dont know what was going on. I had nothing to do with this. I didnt even know it was happening till a couple of weeks ago. *twitch twitch* Too many panguins...RUN AWAY!!!!!!
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Tuesday, March 14, 2006

Cha-Boo
free
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Friday, March 3, 2006

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Friday, February 10, 2006

bacon alchemist
life's gonna suck when you grow up


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Tuesday, February 7, 2006

dude, bacon alchemist, feeling better
i swear, this is the frikkin best thing everrrr

okay, first, the real deal:


Cardcaptor Sakura: Perverted Version


a boom
a ya
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Monday, February 6, 2006

Officer Nee reporting in from my unexplained absence...
it was out of my hands. enimies (ie: spywear) had built up around my base (computer desk area) and inhibited me from reporting... this broadcast is to inform the army to look out for these enimies. the best way is to distroy them.... but sometimes we all need a little help to do this.... -_-; like me....
make sure to update your spy protection every year!!
over and out!!!
~"If you do not answer... we shall say 'nii' to you again..." -King Arthur: Monty Python and the Holly Grail~
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Tuesday, January 24, 2006

this is the bacon alchemist, before i forget.
listening to futureshock.
pride's paranoia
so accurate.
feel like a tweaker, i swear im spazzing out. fyi, a tweaker is a reaaaaaally twitchy, nervous person
my already frequent mood swings are worsening
i hate myself
i wish i would die
im developing emotional problems
im cold and empty inside
i need to vent
i need a therapist
but i could never a) afford one, or b) open up to one
i just couldn't
so imm shaking
even more than usual, my hands arent steady at all anymore
i feel nervous and anxious all the time
but i could never admit it out loud
im twitching
i cant sleep
i cry for no reason
i want to rip my arm open and feel the blood run down
i deserve it
i want to change
but i cant
yesterday i realized that
no matter how hard i try and try
i
can
never
change..
i feel like everyones mocking me
because everyone is
i know it
ive proved it
you know it too, i know you do.
yes. you do.
writing hasnt been an option lately. i can never go on my computer
i cant draw to vent anymore, either
i cant explain it
im having a nervous breakdown
im going to collapse
im under pressure
im stressed
i need help
but i could never take it
my pride wouldnt let me
i need help, but cant let anyone help me
the irony is making my arm go numb. im typing with one hand now.
i cant feel my left arm
ow
now i can
shooting pain
good.
i need it.
i deserve it.
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Sunday, January 22, 2006

The Black Alchemist here
Hello Everyone,
Ready for Duty...This play looks dead.I was busy moving and I never been on the internet for a while and this is what this army turn out to be?!WTF?!*grab a belt and whip everyone*


-Black Alchemist in the House YO!
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