Sir R. M8gic1an
2009-05-05 18:26:19
[INDENT]Times of darkness were thrown upon us and mistrust started seedling in our throats.. Outsiders knowing every corner, abducting what we in peaceful secrecy abused of. Red rimmed eyes becoming second nature to those who struggled for the future safety of the communitty, constantly questioning themselves on who and how, and what further steps could be taken. Doubts on each one's objectives springing up, talks of "damage control" becoming a hotly debated topic.. for the flood that never came.
These were such times that an underground, a secret of the secrets, a new home to all of us became necessary, and so, at a hundred km below average water level we met. For days we hid, for days we wondered, having no contact outside the cabinet, and always frowning at the possiblity of heading for those emergency lines… These were the days of… cobra.
Remember these days when we were threatned to have our database released. Remember these days when Wizzup stayed up nights in a row further securing SRL, remember these days when Yakman setup the underground chatroom, remember these days when Fakawi gave another inspiring speech, "I have placed a thread so deep into this board that noone can see but me, so, hackers, come and rape me! I dare you. Tssss." .
Remember these days of mutual support and the new bonds we created and held at desperate times.
[/INDENT]In memory of those who lived through Cabinet Office Briefing Room A
Rasta Magician
These were such times that an underground, a secret of the secrets, a new home to all of us became necessary, and so, at a hundred km below average water level we met. For days we hid, for days we wondered, having no contact outside the cabinet, and always frowning at the possiblity of heading for those emergency lines… These were the days of… cobra.
Remember these days when we were threatned to have our database released. Remember these days when Wizzup stayed up nights in a row further securing SRL, remember these days when Yakman setup the underground chatroom, remember these days when Fakawi gave another inspiring speech, "I have placed a thread so deep into this board that noone can see but me, so, hackers, come and rape me! I dare you. Tssss." .
Remember these days of mutual support and the new bonds we created and held at desperate times.
Remember them, because it is from what is now that tommorow we know.
[/INDENT]In memory of those who lived through Cabinet Office Briefing Room A
Rasta Magician