>>30349353My anons, it has often been said that I like war.
My anons, I like war...
No, anons, I love war!
I love reporting.
I love raids.
I love false flags.
I love doxx, bullying, I love harassment operations, and ban evading
Stalking across prairies, in streets, in shops, in grasslands, in frozen tundras, through deserts, on the sea, in the air, I love every act of creeping up that can occur upon this earth.
I love spam the chuba to smithereens on twitter comments that thunder across the lines of internet.
My heart leaps with joy whenever a chuba is tossed high into shitstorm and broken by well placed Akasupa. And there is nothing like a rrat operator using his schizophrenia to destroy any gachikoi reasoning. And the feeling that comes when a chuba runs screaming from her PC, only to be mowed down by even more harrasment in her twitter notifications, is such an exquisite feeling. Like when ranks of anons unleashing their rrats leaping on every normie in comments. It moves me deep within my heart to watch a fresh vtuber fan trying to defend his chuba over and over in mist of rrat infested discussion.
I love it when my rrats are ravaged by a Rushian fanded division. It's so sad to see narratives and plots that were supposed to be defended at all costs, being laid to waste, their creators and belivers being raped and banned.
Gentlemen... All I ask for is war, war so grand as to make internet itself tremble. Gentlemen, I ask you as fellow anon in arms what is it that you really want? Do you wish for further war as I do? Do you wish for a merciless, bloody war? A war whose fury is built with iron and lightning and fire? Do you ask for war to sweep in like a tempest, leaving not even ravens to scavenge from this Earth!?
...Very well. Then krieg is what you shall have. We are a clenched fist, ready to strike down all who oppose us with our might.
But... After enduring over 3 years wallowing in the darkness, for us, a simple "ordinary" war will no longer be sufficient.
We need a MASSIVE war! A war beyond any other that man's history has ever known!
We are but a single board. The remnants of a defeated army numbering less than a few hundred strong. However, I believe that each of you old anons is equal to a thousand of their sickly soft children! We represent a force that could easily defeat an army of a million and one men!
It is time for them to awake the ones who sent us screaming into oblivion, and who now lie sleeping. Let's drag them out of bed by the hair, and remind them of what we are! We will remind them of what it feels like to live in fear. We will remind them of the sound our jackboots make against their throats.
We will remind them that there are more things between Heaven and Hell than are dreamt of in their philosophy.
Our Rratgruppe of few hundreds anons is going to burn this virtual world down to ash.
Yes, my anons! Soon, chubas charred remains will illuminate the night sky!
...At last, the sex rrat has crossed the ocean and is heading up the hill. Attention, all soldiers of the Rrat Battalion! This is a message from your commander.
…Anons... let’s bring them hell.
