I think it might be good to go. Whole server host died permanently. Migration required upgrades and code changes.Dark business that seems only suitable for the streets takes place here. Footsteps echo down narrow pathways that wind between dilapidated buildings.
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JoNee Rottenest: *a stinking drunk man, that could be the spitting image of the professional wrestler "The British Bulldog" were it not for an eerie green glow to his eyes and an equally glowing green trail of spittle coming from the corner of his mouth, comes swaggering down the alley loudly blurting* ONCE, TWICE, THREE TIMES I'LL KILL YOU! *he then laughs, a lot, almost tripping over himself .. then barfs, a lot, and you could swear you see things wiggling around in that mess*
JoNee Rottenest: Well now .. *he spits, and it sizzles the cement at his feet* What's this then? *he looks towards the alley wall*
JoNee Rottenest: *there he sees that which may on any other night throw him into the throngs of frenzy, it's a sticker, well worn and just recognizable enough .. it is a sticker for R.W.O.*
JoNee Rottenest: *with a sneer, his jagged ugly finger nail begins to scratch the sticker off the wall*
JoNee Rottenest: *giggling now, the scratching intensifies, though the sticker seems to remain, steadfast and somehow newly bright .. and now a cloak of darkness seals around the mad thing and it's curious task*