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And how did you get that card?

Cassie is so big, i expirenc3d it myself

WHAT!? I GOT IT WITHOUT DOING THAT BALONEY

13:26 my brain when i see brainrot

Hey I need to thank you for something you did recently, can I get your discord?

cant use my pc now .😭😭💀💀 (the ohio meme is dead)

Furries + core games = mainly chaos

Win in🇻🇳🇻🇳🇻🇳🇻🇳🇻🇳🇻🇳🇻🇳🇻🇳🇻🇳

Protocol C.A.S.S.I.E now has a chance rate of Cassie being 50% and esds being 50% but rainbow core forces it so uh yeah rainbow can only be done in private but public requires an admin to do it

PROTOCOL NOT PROTOCAL NOT PROTOCALL

Thanks for playing Pao, I'm surprised I didn't see this earlier

Hi

does it go that high?

what does cassie stand for?

Xbox lookin hd

Core startup go brrrrr. Ngl I kinda like the old startup theme more than the current one, it is however copyright protected so can't be used in the Original game anymore. RIP.

How do I do core shut down

the music of the b core sartup : im not a moron portal 2 and the C.A.S.S.I.E self destruction system is from nostromo self destruct from a alien movie

how to get

I suppose since there hasn't been a post, I guess I'll leave this masterpiece of writing “A final day” - William (B) Gamble Once lied a man in a cabin far off from anyone even a family of his own, In a cold winter morning without lies sound of a hiss lied winters darings to the man at winters old mist fingering at him without a verbal sign of feelings, at such weak heart that once considered humbled and shined in quartz faded in darkest moonrise forgotten by a cent, and the man lied sharping at a grin without a passion and heart to stand by He walked across a boy and the boy said “if there is a time in which is now, would you ever be a changed man?” And the man looked upon the boy with a never seen kinded heart and said “when life takes me far away from land, And maybe there’s a better chance” “when life takes me far away from land, And maybe there’s a better chance” And the boy smiled back and gave the man a heart that the man never seen before, While the winter howls and moon shines bright Without a reflection in a crystal glaze Smiles that face of the man Grown with a heart deeper in lanes And there it stood that thought in mind: “if there is a time in which is now, would you ever be a changed man?” “when life takes me far away from land, And maybe there’s a better chance…” And there lied the moons crystal shine shining bright upon the man, While the winter howls and the moon shines bright, And there lied a smile behind the man’s grin…

What does Protocol C.A.S.S.I.E. do?

Protocol.

Put it in startercharacterscripts

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Oddly got this in my recommendations , not bad

chilled windows

The event that kicks everybody is "omega hypernova", so it overtakes all other events

11:55 *its just a prank bro*

Been a bit of time, hopefully you are doing fine, I got this poem I wrote: “Shouting trouts” - William (B) Gamble O’ hears the shears of trouts in shouting of night: Feels an old such touch in two currented minds of moonlight, Torn by thorns of uneased steads of dreads in needled threads; Yet shines in such finest pine in a mountain of another’s fountain ‘n shedding tears, From one’s sight to another mind set with eyes in various dyes of bloom: Accented in a tone of lime in one’s mind that lies within a faded but painted rain, Feathering at o’ such weathers at the height ‘n sight of greatened feat: Standing at the summits peaks of winters o’ such varied strengths ‘n currents, Posed in a rose of blossoms ‘n blooms…

I may as well, leave this and be done, *Sigh* “Old morning’s sleeks” - William (B) Gamble O’ lies the ties of a heart in startled in those many eyes of starred in darkness in moonlights glow in a tarping close; Weather of a feather in rivers that follows in a reflections of hollows, Flowing at its tided of four sided rows in moonlight glow, Fades till the memories in fainted ‘n painted rain in harden stardust; Lightens such touch of nights sacred screw of tightened ‘n soothened voices of heavening of traveled light, Painted in a stained memory at the greatened of feat ‘n softened pine of moonlight finest sparks: in shines of brightening light at hardness of barked steads in dreads of wood, in darkness of a heart sheared in the size of a sung of bards; Within the hatred yet in saturatration of sacred lime brighten ‘n lightened in quilt of hardship that lies built, By a dedicated hearts in a sophistication of minds of desired in steep of tired of worn out fires of torn; Within steads of heavy dread in a current in tear’s of grinded gears; Lies a soothenend voice through out the mists of twisting fist, Cried in dries of feeling’s of sunk in a wide open heart of pride…

*Another piece of writing from a stranger in dark* A writing from the working's through night; “Smiling torn” - William (B) Gamble O’ in a morning of thorning rose ‘n posed eye’s in dark, Lies the cries of tears in the eve’s of fainted ‘n painted rivers of shivers in a mind in torn; In a shade of dimmering unsoothened fades of softened heart that falls apart at stalls in dark, To o’ smells of shells that dwells upon many eyes of tells: From many outsiders in spouting droughts of lanes in panes, To the old spotless shine of the finest scent of mint in old sacred oak; Till o’ greatest bits ‘n spits of many spouting minds in thoughts of trites in despite: Stoken in the many of spoken wisdom in dark to heightened lime, Of the nine of many spotless shines in the stardust of hardened ‘n softened hearts of oak ‘n pine in dark; To the mind’s in a slight ‘n light weathered of feathered in bloom…

I doubt I would get a response anytime soon; So, I'll just slide this creative writing here: “Deepened creak” - William (B) Gamble O’ hardens the stardust’s glow of a memory, At a glance of an eye of soothen in pours of four sides; That steepening deep in the wide rivers reflected tides, Fainted in rain of fading paints of o’ such mind’s upon, In many nights of uneased fright’s; Lies the lane of many shattering panes, Lies the blooms of stardust’s of dusk, To o’ such mind’s at touch in fades of lime: Till the morning’s of minted winters of old past, Brightened in an ether’s of bloom; By a dim reflections tip of a softened ‘n soothened voices of cricketing hearts, In o’ of many metric sized hearts of brightened quilt, To such startled hearts in the eye’s of dark; Upon the rise of many hills above the mills, Lies in the glowing flows of wide rivers reflected tides: Brighten the old good memories of faded sided tides, In the shattered panes of many lanes of minds in dark; Lies the brightened blooms by the many minds of brighten quilt of lime, In the cricketing metrics of hearts in the deep ‘n steep dusk of moonlight’s stardust…

does anyone see the power lasers??? they're bugged out a lot :/

how to fly in urf

Kyle i always come back and I think they removed his voicelines

Why do i feel the original Deus Ex vibes here?

Sir Its Looks Liek our Core turn Into A cat? AND THEN THE TEMPERATURE IS GOING DOWN we need to Evacu- gets eaten by cat

“Morning’s Dusk” - William Gamble There in the deep morning’s in its freezing dawn, Where such morning feels like one’s such mind shivering from a midnight storm; From the one’s such uneased mind, Through such morning rise. Where eve follows past dawn lies That chill and warmth in one’s deepest heart; Where that deepest heart follows its such memories, There lies the still fading darkness through one’s such memories. There lies past that eve’s rise, Lies such deepest dusk; Where that deepest dusk lies rising upon one’s feet, There lies the ease of a midnight’s breeze, In the deepest uneased would fade; There lies in one’s deepest unease, From the moon and the stars that lies upon one’s eye’s, Where one’s darkest memories may lie. There lies in the deepest unease of dusk; There lies the moon and the stars that lies upon one’s eye’s, That lies to ease one’s mind through one’s such midnight’s breeze…

I see that I need to turn up my mic volume lmaoo

“Deep severity” - William Gamble Where there lies one’s such current, That continues to scatter one’s such feeling’s; Where one’s such current would rip one’s such tides. There lies deep from one’s mind, The deteriorating from one’s dullness and blue; Where that morning’s dawn rises, There lies one’s such current, That lies dragging one’s mind. That continues to scatter one’s such feeling’s; That lies within one’s deepest dullness and blue. Where there only lies one’s own sunrise, or one’s such eased mind; Within the midnight call…

“Distorted Midnight” - William Gamble Where the stars would lie aligned in a constellation, From one’s visioned mind; Through such breezing winter, There lies deep in one’s mind. Where those stars may lie scattered in distortion in one’s such mind; Where the midnight lies deep in the breezing winter, Lies the many distorted stars. Where those distorted stars may lead one’s misdirection; There lies deep in one’s mind in the deepest cold, To trust their oath where they may lead their own soul. Where the stars would lie aligned in a constellation, From one’s visioned mind; Where those stars may lie scattered in distortion in one’s such mind, Where those distorted stars may lead one’s misdirection. There lies deep in one’s mind in the deepest cold; To trust their oath where they may lead their own soul, Through the deepest cold…

Stranger, I know you may not have the time to read this poem right now; But I hope you enjoy... “Forgotten memories” - William Gamble Where the morning’s dawn would lie, As the clear of one’s mind follows down a river; Where there lies a current from one’s mind, Dragged by a once old riverflow of one’s mood. Where such deep depression and dull feeling’s may lie; Why let a such current pull one’s mind? Where there lies those flower’s morning bloom? Where there lies the midnight’s beauty; That lies deep in one’s mind. Through such darkest eve, Why hide such deepest memories? Where that mind lies working in the dark without a light; Why let a such current pull one’s mind…

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I had wrote this poem as a thank you for encouragement; “Good Times Through Dark” - William Gamble Where the dusk rises upon the sky, Where rain pours hard upon the midnight sky; Where one’s such life feels like a depressing memory. There lies a such interpreted mind, In middle of a storm. Where there lies the such encouragement from those minds in the dark; Where the midnight calls a name, Where there’s no such thing as eternal happiness. Through the darkest eve; Where one’s such life feels like a depressing memory, There lies the such encouragement from those minds in the dark. In the deepest blue; Where the dusk rises upon the sky, Where rain pours hard upon the midnight sky. There’s no such thing as eternal happiness; But there lies the deep encouragement from those minds in the dark…

“Unforgiven sorrow” - William Gamble Where those fades of grass never ends, Where that creaks of an old wind mill; Lies upon an old cropped field, Where those whispers of the once owned may be heard. Where that old field lied as a profit; Where there lied the many varied odors of souls, There what lied an old cropped field. Where those whispers of the once owned may be heard; Where that creaks of an old wind mill, Lies upon an old cropped field. Where those fades of grass never ends; That lies a such odor of endless rots. There rises eve within its darkest times, Where the old creaking of a wind mill; Lies upon an old cropped field. Where there lies the many odors, From the many of those that lie sickly; That lies whispering over the old cropped field, Where the many such sickly may be heard…

“Anxious breeze” - William Gamble There I lied between a morning, In the middle of such cold; To a point where one couldn't feel their mind. Where the dusk lies down and the morning rises up, Where the two bridges become aligned; There lies a such innocent mind. Dragged by the wind, Pulling an innocent soul away from the midnight breeze; Where the breezes of the cold and those planes lie upon the sky, Where the stars and the moon lies upon the sky. Through a such peaceful night; And I would do it again. Where the dusk lies down and the morning rises up, Where two bridges become aligned. There lies a such innocent mind; In the mist of a cold night, Where the temperatures drop. Where the breezes of the cold and those planes lie upon the sky, Where the stars and the moon lie upon the sky; Through a such peaceful night…