"For time immemorial, man has met upon the bloodied grounds of War. Armed with clubs… spears… swords… guns… mobile tactical plasma-nuke launchers… each meeting of brawn and brain has left both victim and victor standing upon the helpless bodies of the sacrificed… left but to sharpen their blades and minds for the next great war. In the grand cycle of death, we of the strong and fearless find solace in the exercise our will. By our power may your mortal coil be undone. Such is the promise we make to our foes, our quarry. In the new era of combat, we find ourselves to be the latest arbiters of the art of war. This will be our finest hour. This will be our grandest moment. This will be… our Dorklands."

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