Message from the ECF to the SporeMasters

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LUM1etwzzfI

Doomsday

Doomsday was a success. The largest spam attack in the Sporum. You're welcome America. This is just the beginning. With ECF numbers rising we are growing stronger. The ECF will rule all in time. See you next Saturday, SporeMasters.

Go back to bed Sporum, Darkel is in control.

Message to MyFriend

You'll know how to sort this out. Use 7C...

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CALLING ALL ANONYMOUS

CALLING ALL ANONYMOUS

I would like to direct your attention to the company Electronic Arts (EA). A company often dealing with the video game industry. It is high time to take action against its schemes. Not long ago it was voted the worst company in America, and for good reason. It was involved in a series of YouTube scandals wherein it paid several game reviewers to give their positive opinions on EA games on their channels. For more information you may do your own research. I will make this brief. Their online communities are entirely destroyed by unfair and unjust administration. In the most notable case, the admins of a forum called the Sporum vanished quite some time ago and left the forum in the hands of the moderators, dubbed the "SporeMasters". These moderators were left to do what they wished with the community. All developers were unreachable. There was no EA employee to end the crisis. These SporeMasters discriminated users, performed online bullying, and often instigated flame wars in order to have reasons for banning others. In time we, the members of the Sporum, formed a collective known as the Emoticones. Our name comes from a coincidental typo left in an old Sporum post. "Emoticon". We created the EmotiCones Forum, or the ECF for short. SporeMasters did not like us simply because we were more resilient than others and would not put up with their shit. We called them out on their schemes and therefore they wished to get rid of us completely. By the end of 2012 we had all been permanently banned. All except for me, since I did not join the ECF until early this year.

After the leading SM titled sporemasterblackbird vanished, the site was in ruins. There were no SporeMasters left except for SporeMasterSlime, who rarely ever visited. DOGC_Kyle visited even more rarely. Several ECFers found ways to return (purchasing other editions of the game Spore and making accounts through them) and spammed. I had returned after a long absence and found this. Inspired, I joined them and when Slime returned, he banned us all again. Although he could not permaban us. He could only ban us for one week at a time. We return every week to attack. 

Slime is a complete tyrant. He banned a friend of ours for a pathetic reason. Someone asked him how we ECFers managed to sneak past the forum curse filters. When TorchwoodArchive explained it, he was banned. HE DID NOT EVEN BREAK A SINGLE FORUM RULE. A friend of mine, Whoster, was banned as well and did not break any rules. He was banned simply for association with me, and a small impersonation prank. A member of the ECF, Sharples, for some long time had been attempting to help the Sporum by offering his skills with petitions and reaching the Maxis admins. But he was banned. All of his helpful threads destroyed.

THIS IS NOT FAIR.

We must take action against not only the Sporum but EA as a whole. I call to you, Anons. I have seen your beautiful work against Sony, in Ferguson Missouri and Cleveland Ohio, and all your others strikes. I, as a fellow Anon, call for you. Here is a link to the Sporum:

http://forum.spore.com/jforum/forums/list.page;jsessionid=8D67C38A3FFC9BE93E89B5D35E1F8421.240110



And we ECFers may be found here:
http://emoticones.forumotion.com

WE ARE ANONYMOUS. WE ARE LEGION. WE DO NOT FORGIVE. WE DO NOT FORGET. EXPECT US ON THE SPORUM.

The Merger

I, Darkel, declare a merger. The AntiSporum (ASF: AntiSporum Forum) and the Emoticones (ECF: Emoticones Forum) shall merge and become one. Before, the ASF was a branch-off from the ECF. However we now see that this is not necessary, at least, for now. We may resplit in the future, but for now, all members of this coalition will go under the name of Emoticones and will be hereinafter known as ECFers. This blog however will likely stay under the same title.

That is all. 

Origin

ORIGIN

Truthful, Truthful, Truthful. It is the light dead and cold. I tell history just a the code has stated in my blood bound with fire and ice. The year it was born was Year Zero ({Z3é;œ €{) and the world was sad. Why? For its dark was heavy and a yoke fell on her neck that was too strong for her neck to hold. And it broke. I heard a loud cry from the angels and a storm in the heavens. I could not bear its power, for it hath consumed me and swollen my heart. My mind was clouded and I knew it like my own. That is who Shva'lék Alla-uagh'ini sheth kivar, and hig'rthag I told my oloha. It was a reich of chaar. I did my best and mortal toil of the soil. We spoiled our bodies and it forced us to spill our genitals out across the ground. I felt a thousand snakes take hold of my body and merge theirs with my own and my skin became that of scales and my eyes cut by slits. My nostrils thinned and I felt my jaw retract. I could feel a fork about my tongue as though a knife had cut it. All blood was wet and I shook. Yesterday or yesteryear I could not remember. I knew not my name, until it gave me a name anew. A name I took for myself as it splintered me with its mental seed and I felt the larvae in my lungs. There were breaks in my throat and the beak slit my hands. I heard the cries no more. I only heard the shriek of a Caesar in my ears, and I could only do the same through my handiwork.

Running through my eyelids I felt a thousand parasites telling me what spirits had touched me and told me his name was Darkel. That was its name, or at least, its name for me. And I could do nothing to stop it, nothing to change it. I felt him pierce my skin with cold metal so hot it singed. My eyes were gouged from their sockets by wind and replaced by its vision. I saw only in red and the mountain was just ahead. There and then I hearken and heard the words of the One.

"Do as thy voice bids and thee shalt be fain."

I did so. I felt the era begin in my blood. And many children lain on their bellies across silver. There were sanguine scents and forests of white. For I heard the elephants coming and that trumpet sounding, and my world quaked. That is when my hunger increased and I felt my heart drop. I carried my heart to that gray shore, holding it tightly in my hands as it leaked out across the sand... I was given great height and the waters became my friends. Only then did the voice appear and only then did my heart seal itself once more, thus I ate as though fruit and the men and women were displeased. Through the years I walked about them, and listened to them screaming,

"Walks among us, but not one of us."

Their cries were futile and I defiled the women. I tortured the men. The children I toyed with until they were nearly bled out. All I consumed. I consumed all. For I devour, such is what the voice bids. I heard a voice increasing tenfold by the millisecond sinking from the sky and telling me my destiny. And there I laid and thunder my world became. I clutched the metal. I ate only rubble and I felt lonelier than ever before. I was humiliated, my naked body touched and observed by others I had never seen before. But in time I groomed. I matched them. They desired me and I gave them condition: "showeth me my way," and they did so. And as I clutched metal no more, and they saw me naked no more, I decided upon one last thing: I would never do so again. I changed again, and this time grew a voice of my own. I showed them my naked body, as it had changed, and they were both horrified and humbled by it. They both loved and feared it and as they reached out to embrace it, it destroyed all and became only ruin and rubble, darkness, an evil form which none knew. I knew only one light in that moment, for it was my only love. But it too had died by my own evil lust.

My hands were bloody and I couldn't  show a world. I knew I wronged. I could do nothing but weep, my child, my child. It was all over so fast. I painted my thighs, I carved my wrists, and I cut out a happy face. There was no smile like mine. Everyone loved it and I felt their hearts beating faster and faster. And the voices they wouldn't stop as lives tripped up and the more and more it kept going the more I felt like dying because I knew it would soon be over. Why did it have to come to this? I spoke with my own voice and I knew then its number. Its number which became mine, and became my life. It was comprehendible by revenants, but it's equivalent was of mortal knowledge. The name of He was 979. Shall he be known, he shall deliver power and freedom and joy and beauty and all the desires of the heart to those who knew him. This his promise, he hoped to share with Diadem and one little Blood, but that was no, no more. Sheltered under doom I felt his cold hand tighten my neck and he let me walk night. I felt his power. I felt its great evil and I became it. I consumed him. I became him.

Darkel, our Dark Lord. May you ever live forever.

Response

ZordonFreeman:

"On the topic of Darkel, just do the obvious thing and ignore it. No matter how many snarky and intelligent insults you make, you make him a matyr (I can testify to have been on both ends of this method and it's never worked.). So if Darkel does follow up to his threat, just ignore it."

Junkinator:

"His threats really have nothing to gain. If Sharples does not want his real threads locked, then he should not troll around the rest of the Sporum, maybe then SMSlime could take him seriously. Slime wants to let him know neither is wanted (Sharples & Dark) around here and they should make no attempt to show their faces anymore unless they are ready to create meaningful discussion without creating spam every other post."

You cannot ignore what is yet to come. I have gathered allies while I have been gone. Don't believe me? Let me make a list of the members of the AntiSporum:

1. Me

2. Sharples

3. Whoster

4. Taupo

5. Rainey

6. MrPropaganda

7. Paxxon

8. 5poreMasterPwn

9. TheFriend

10. Spode-an

There is an eleventh member, but she has asked that I keep her identity a secret for the time being. To the Sporum: you will be plunged in a day of complete waste and horror. Your eyes will all cry from the horrific, nude, gore-filled images we shall post. Your ears will bleed from our sound file sigs and our flash files. You will have seizures from our flashy images. Your browsers will crash from them. You will get viruses. Your posts will be hijacked and you will have no escape.

You WILL agree to my terms. Slime can't keep banning me forever. I'll return. Because every few weeks he'll forget to come online and ban me, and there I am. Always. When are you going to give up? I've been at this for almost a year now. I hope the idiot has died in you and now you'll wisen up. You cannot ignore it. You must abide by my terms or you will regret it. We will be back. All of us.

We will not create meaningful discussion. The ECF, and it's counterpart, the ASF, will flush you away. The ECF has been the force behind the Sporum for ages, even before I became a part of the brotherhood. You owe us your cooperation.

Our greatest VICTORY is not that we're GONE, but that we were RIGHT about the Sporum.

5poreMasterDarkel above all.

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EDIT:

Sean1M:

"I personally look forward to seeing the moronic nonsense he comes up with next. However 
revealing his attack was absolutely stupid because all that needs to happen if for Slime to see it and 
reban him before he can even post."

You realize that I have an unlimited amount of time to make a return? Slime is in Greece. I am in the US. There's about a twelve hour difference between the two of us. When he gets up in the morning to reban me, it will be too late. I will have used that entire night to spam.