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(go ahead 4th dimension, paste your post from the original Evil CA thread)
Well it's a bit weak, and I doubit this thread will be good as the Rome one but still:
"Mideval: Total War, it's made again.
The ancent battles, are yet fought.
The new fan it seeks, who shall serve it and die and serve still.
What shall stand against it's coming?
The TR** mods shall kneel.
Inacurate units feed unrealistic units.
Unrealistic units call for more unrealism
Unrealism is, and unrealism was, and unrealism shall ever be.
The TR fan who mods stands alone.
He gives his skills for sacrifice.
Two roads before him, one to giving up, one to glory eternal.
Which will he choose? Which will he choose?
What hand mods? What hand slays?
Inacurate units feed unrealistic units.
Unrealistic units call for more unrealism
Unrealism is, and unrealism was, and unrealism shall ever be.
MTW 1 came to the Mountains of SEGA.
RTW waited in the high passes.
The advertising is now begins. The CA's trailers now course, and subdue.
One did live, and one did die, but both are.
The Time of Change has come.
Inacurate units feed unrealistic units.
Unrealistic units call for more unrealism
Unrealism is, and unrealism was, and unrealism shall ever be.
The players wait on Forums.
The seed of the moders burn the unrealism.
CA shall sow, and trailers be flamed, before the MTW 2 comes.
CA shall reap, and hopes rise and fail, before the MTW 2 comes.
Again the seed slays ancient unrealism, before the Great Lord comes.
Now the MTW 2 comes.
Now the MTW 2 comes.
Inacurate units feed unrealistic units.
Unrealistic units call for more unrealism
Unrealism is, and unrealism was, and unrealism shall ever be."
*Third age. Age of Rome Total War. Other ages are Age I Age of STW, Age II Age of MTW1
**TR total realism refers to all those mods that were intended to increase realism and mod out stupid units and unrealistic factions.
The original is the prophecy from WoT's second book.
The Wheel of Games turns and Games come and pass, leaving meomories that become legend. Legend fades to myth, and even myth is long forgotten when the Game that gave it birth comes again. In one Game, called Total War by some, a Game yet to come, a Game long past, a wind rose in the Tanami desert. The wind was not the beginning. There are neither beginnings nor endings to the turning of the Wheel of Games. But it was a beginning.
Born among the red dust of the Outback the warm and dry wind blew south across the rugged hills and sparse bushwork until it reached the mighty Uluru where it turned west, renewing its strenght to carry it over the vast expanses of the Outback east and north until it reached the Dividing Range, a shadow of its former self it crossed the mountains to blow a lush breeze towards the coast, fighting on against the inland winds, across the wide Woods, through orchards and vineyards, before reaching the coast and turning south across the city of Brisbane through the narrow streets before finding an open window in the Offices of CA, where the programmers sat hunched over their work, putting their final touches on the Game the Prophecies spoke of, tugging gently at their mullety afros, before dying off and being sucked in by the ventilation system.
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Originally Posted by Ituralde
Brilliant, this is full of great images
And it shall come to pass, in the days when the Dark Riders of Marketing ride, and the years falter and the realism strays, that mankind shall come to the Crossroads of Gaming, and all that is, all that was, and all that will be shall balance on the point of a mouse, while the winds of CA grow.
-From the Prophecies of M2:TW