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BLEPE: Pep! I didn't think you would end this way...
PEP the WHITE: End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another thread, one that we all must read. The white rain-curtain of the refresh rolls back, and all turns to HTML, and then you see it.
BLEPE: What? Pep? What see?
PEP the WHITE: Peach forums, and beyond, a greentext country under a swift mouseclick.
BLEPE: Well, that isn't so bad.
PEP the WHITE: No. Brett, it isn't.
>Can you not see that bant and pol are but mighty quadrants in the glorious white city of Minas Tirith. A Kek for the pols and a Blepe for the bants! Let the four quadrants gird each-other, for our shining city is under attack!
PEP the WHITE: End? No, the journey doesn't end here. Death is just another thread, one that we all must read. The white rain-curtain of the refresh rolls back, and all turns to HTML, and then you see it.
BLEPE: What? Pep? What see?
PEP the WHITE: Peach forums, and beyond, a greentext country under a swift mouseclick.
BLEPE: Well, that isn't so bad.
PEP the WHITE: No. Brett, it isn't.
>Can you not see that bant and pol are but mighty quadrants in the glorious white city of Minas Tirith. A Kek for the pols and a Blepe for the bants! Let the four quadrants gird each-other, for our shining city is under attack!
