Post by Corpsecycle on Jul 1, 2016 19:48:45 GMT -5
In-game Name: Adin/Corpsecycle
Steam profile: Corpe steamcommunity.com/id/78bye/
Do you have TeamSpeak3: Yes
Country: Canada
Knowledge of English: Native Speaker
Mount&Blade Experience: No previous M&B Clans. Playing for 3 years.
Primary in-game class?: No primary.
When do you usually have free time to play games:? 8PM EST
Why do you want to join us?: fun
How did you find out about DoF?
I was born in Canada where I was raised with the natives in a reserve. Many years later I was kidnapped and tortured by the FSB in a small shack during my brief visit in Alaska. Where I planned to fly to AnimeJapan 2013. I was flown to Russia. In-between being waterboarded and having to crawl on burning coals I received a vision from the heavens. Yes, several pretty, buxom women were speaking to me. They said "kill them all". Or at-least that's what I think they said. I found an opportunity whilst one of my torturers forgot a tool a bit too close to my hands. I cut my bonds and slashed his throat the next time he came to rip another one of my nails out. Afterwards I waited behind the door of the shack for several hours for my other tormentor to walk through. There was little food, so I cut them up and smoked their meat for the long journey to the nearest village via horse. When I arrived I took out my great-sword and looted the village with my men, but all they had were 17 Grain. So I decided to play multiplayer for a while where I noticed DoF servers and sometimes DoF tags. However. 3 years later in 2016-07-01 I was playing javby with the boys where, afterwards I was invited to DoF. I decided it could be fun so I submitted my application and I was accepted. I played and had fun with them for many a year afterward until I developed a drinking problem and started smoking and eventually everyone didn't play very much and I died sad and without having mated or finding a mate. My perfect, decomposing body fed the plants and insects around me. They in turn fed the animals, who eventually fed the cows, who eventually fed the humans, who eventually fed the ever-hungry dragon Níðhöggr because it was motherfucking Ragnarök thus, lo and behold that is why I am called Corpsecycle, the ever-changing.
The "Oath"
"I will do my best to follow rules and to help this community achieve our goals.I will be loyal and respectful member of DoF"
-Yours Corpsecycle
Steam profile: Corpe steamcommunity.com/id/78bye/
Do you have TeamSpeak3: Yes
Country: Canada
Knowledge of English: Native Speaker
Mount&Blade Experience: No previous M&B Clans. Playing for 3 years.
Primary in-game class?: No primary.
When do you usually have free time to play games:? 8PM EST
Why do you want to join us?: fun
How did you find out about DoF?
I was born in Canada where I was raised with the natives in a reserve. Many years later I was kidnapped and tortured by the FSB in a small shack during my brief visit in Alaska. Where I planned to fly to AnimeJapan 2013. I was flown to Russia. In-between being waterboarded and having to crawl on burning coals I received a vision from the heavens. Yes, several pretty, buxom women were speaking to me. They said "kill them all". Or at-least that's what I think they said. I found an opportunity whilst one of my torturers forgot a tool a bit too close to my hands. I cut my bonds and slashed his throat the next time he came to rip another one of my nails out. Afterwards I waited behind the door of the shack for several hours for my other tormentor to walk through. There was little food, so I cut them up and smoked their meat for the long journey to the nearest village via horse. When I arrived I took out my great-sword and looted the village with my men, but all they had were 17 Grain. So I decided to play multiplayer for a while where I noticed DoF servers and sometimes DoF tags. However. 3 years later in 2016-07-01 I was playing javby with the boys where, afterwards I was invited to DoF. I decided it could be fun so I submitted my application and I was accepted. I played and had fun with them for many a year afterward until I developed a drinking problem and started smoking and eventually everyone didn't play very much and I died sad and without having mated or finding a mate. My perfect, decomposing body fed the plants and insects around me. They in turn fed the animals, who eventually fed the cows, who eventually fed the humans, who eventually fed the ever-hungry dragon Níðhöggr because it was motherfucking Ragnarök thus, lo and behold that is why I am called Corpsecycle, the ever-changing.
The "Oath"
"I will do my best to follow rules and to help this community achieve our goals.I will be loyal and respectful member of DoF"
-Yours Corpsecycle