Epsilon

NEVER!

Still learning to shoot a gun, I see?

Down hyar in th' South, we knows how t'shoot guns as li'l kids.

Kidding. I've never even touched a real gun.

My true allegiance will never be known.

Truly we are bretheren.

I love playing both sides of the fence.

AH HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!

Brony or no? You can't be Brony and anti-Brony.

Reveal your allegiance at once!

He summons King Leonidas to Sparta kick him across the pit. Fortunately (and astoundingly), he [Tyler] survives.

As for how Leonidas gets across the pit, he detaches his leg and hits himself with as hard as he can.

My true allegiance will never be known.

...You're not a Brony, are you?

"This image can't be displayed for the moment!"

 

Hmmm, well I don't know how we could possibly counter that...

Weird.. it shows for me. Right click it, then click "Copy image url" then paste it into your address bar.

It's time to resume the war...

Obese rednecks.. ATTACK!!!

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Im polish, and my accent is like... something between Heavy and Medic from TF2

If I can fully understand you, I don't care about accents. It's the thick Indian/Hispanic accents (no offense to the Central/Southern Americans like J.C./Ian here, or any Indians) that vex me.

Obama is a boss

This thread is now DUUUEAGH

My voice is dry and monotone.

I don't know if a Southern accent makes it better or worse.

Hmm. They must've just been bad/newbs then; I took out a Pyro Medic combo in close quarters as Snoipuh, but didn't get to save it.

Didn't happen

It did.. I wish I saved it so badly, even though I got two lucky crits that probably saved me.

A giant worm?

The dog then realized that his skepticism had made him forget that he should be extinguishing his owner's burning hair.

Who here knew that one day giant lumberjacks would chop down trees and drink cheap cyanide filled Koolaid and go to Epsilon's planet of chicken and sweet tea and guns that shoot boolets? Not only do cows eat grass but also they jump over the moon and leave ponies in rest. It was very nonsensical and confusing, only /b/ could possibly make less sense than the chaotic, random, ambiguous Gordon Freeman's dream. The G-man woke up to a de-railed thread on a very sad day. He was wearing a very expensive diamond encrusted tie and suit with a dark blue pair of socks. His fashion sense was very pimpin'. Everyone was jelly whenever the G-man would roll up into a ball and derail this thread. G-man then got into his purple limousine and drove into a Lake. G-man drowned, but his suit was made of ice cream That froze into a million pieces. Many treasure hunters search for G-man's suit shards but stop because they get very hungry for potatoes and decide to return to idaho. G-man survived though, but his purple limousine got eaten by a wild grue with laser beams. G-man took out his explosive briefcase and threw it at an unsuspecting robotic ghost dragon. Gordon Freeman helped by crowbaring a flying scout's mother and red spy. Any other day Gordon would simply would be busy collecting human skulls, but today he went to crate to crowbar it. The crate exploded, and out came a BLU Pyro. The Pyro's muffled voice yelled, "ICE TO MEET YOU!" "..." Gordon Freeman replied, and crowbarred Pyro in the oxygen tank, causing a large explosion, but Gordon's HEV only saved Gordon and a village of crazed bushmen. One bushman said "So long, and good luck my bespectacled bearded friend.". So he was gone like the horse that Epsilon ate for breakfast. Blightmare then came with a great white shark who Epsilon wrestled like famous pirate Figunaye. Psychotic Ninja was killing ponies. Suddenly, The world stopped in a matter made of Alyxx's collection of rare manly movies, like Commando and Terminator, which are the best movies since sliced bread. All the people wanted to be like Captain Crunch, but Epsilon's awesomeness was too powerful for mere cereal

We have to attack at night, it is their only true weakness.

Actually, an anonymous double reverse quadruple agent has disclosed several useful bits of information to me personally. Attacking at night is unnecessary.

LOL Epsilon! U mad?

Nah, I'm kidding. Grats, Srake.

Who here knew that one day giant lumberjacks would chop down trees and drink cheap cyanide filled Koolaid and go to Epsilon's planet of chicken and sweet tea and guns that shoot boolets? Not only do cows eat grass but also they jump over the moon and leave ponies in rest. It was very nonsensical and confusing, only /b/ could possibly make less sense than the chaotic, random, ambiguous Gordon Freeman's dream. The G-man woke up to a de-railed thread on a very sad day. He was wearing a very expensive diamond encrusted tie and suit with a dark blue pair of socks. His fashion sense was very pimpin'. Everyone was jelly whenever the G-man would roll up into a ball and derail this thread. G-man then got into his purple limousine and drove into a Lake. G-man drowned, but his suit was made of ice cream That froze into a million pieces. Many treasure hunters search for G-man's suit shards but stop because they get very hungry for potatoes and decide to return to idaho. G-man survived though, but his purple limousine got eaten by a wild grue with laser beams. G-man took out his explosive briefcase and threw it at an unsuspecting robotic ghost dragon. Gordon Freeman helped by crowbaring a flying scout's mother and red spy. Any other day Gordon would simply would be busy collecting human skulls, but today he went to crate to crowbar it. The crate exploded, and out came a BLU Pyro. The Pyro's muffled voice yelled, "ICE TO MEET YOU!" "..." Gordon Freeman replied, and crowbarred Pyro in the oxygen tank, causing a large explosion, but Gordon's HEV only saved Gordon and a village of crazed bushmen. One bushman said "So long, and good luck my bespectacled bearded friend.". So he was gone like the horse that Epsilon ate for breakfast. Blightmare then came with a great white shark who Epsilon wrestled like famous pirate Figunaye. Psychotic Ninja was killing ponies. Suddenly, The world stopped in a matter made of Alyxx's collection of rare manly movies, like Commando and Terminator, which are the best movies since sliced bread. All the people wanted to be like Captain Crunch, but Epsilon's awesomeness

Pfft.. and that is your weakness.

Your tornadoes are made of colors from the sun (some scientific blah to that extent); ours actually have the ability to damage things!

My hatred of ponies is anything but unreasonable.

Now..

PREPARE FOR WAR!!!

My science team has already constructed a machine that generates storm cells several times deadlier than the one that ravaged the South on April 27! Prepare yourselves, Equestria.. you stand no chance!

MUAHAHAHAHAHAHA!

By the way, the tornado you see here is toy-sized. The real deal can swallow entire cities.

*Prepares the EF5 tornado outbreak generator, straight line damaging winds generator, the cloud-to-ground lightning generator, as well as the grapefruit sized hail generator.*

*Dramatic pause*

Now... WREAK HAVOC ON EQUESTRIA!

Behold.. just a taste of what Equestria can, and should, expect.

YOUR FRIENDSHIP BEAM CANNOT BEFRIEND THAT WHICH DOES NOT BELIEVE AND DOES NOT THINK! YOU ARE FINISHED!

I wonder what exactly I did to lose a rep point.

I don't know, but you have it back now.

Well the plan is that we'll do a cool raser lave thing on Pipeline or something.

That's how I read it mentally...

Banned for copying my idea of using Google Chrome.