by InfernalAngel » Wed Dec 28, 2011 6:43 am
A crazed mob of rave partiers somehow cleanse the hill.....
My hill.
The rave party turns into a massive millitary complex, with a rave party.

"Auferre, trucidare, rapere, falsis nominibus imperium; atque, ubi solitudinem faciunt, pacem appellant."
"They plunder, they slaughter, and they steal: this they falsely name Empire, and where they make a wasteland, they call it peace."