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This program is about unsolved mysteries. Whenever possible, the actual family members and police officials have participated in recreating the events. What you are about to see is not a news broadcast.
Good evening folks, I’m Robert Stack and you’re tuned in to another episode of “Unsolved Mysteries"
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Tonight we’ll be exploring the cautionary tale of a small community and the chaos caused by the unsolved. It is a case of deception, of power and the immovable call of the human spirit. But there is a dark side to our event to our story this evening as well. Betrayal, narcissism, and collective rage are also ingredients of this extra special case. Most importantly however, it is a story of a missing person. A person near and dear to all of our hearts who vanished suddenly and without a trace, leaving behind no record of his whereabouts or any indication of where he was going. This is the story of IlyaZ
Our story begins just a few years ago in the familiar land of Trenchwars Forums. Before the nazism of Dangergirl (seriously the descriptions of our forums still suck) or the most recent exploits of a certain powertripping mod, there was the great forum God Zeus! He ran the forums with a comfortable demeanor, dishing out as much as he could, while still being more than willing to take it. Many followed him during his reign and During these times another small subset of the Forum administration belonged to a small group called Pallies known as Divine “Motherfucking” Rides and Concrete “I give handjobs for free” Schoolyard. This strange and distinct tribe added much flavor to the Boreums (as they were casually called during that time) and broke the monotony of general discussion. No games of Mafia were played, and retarded teenagers (such as your author) slowly earned respect with their opinions rather than bans. In this time, the music threads were a popping, while the general discussion was a’ flopping (ahahaha). It was a warm age for all involved. The Forums were carefree and limitless. It was like America in the 1960s but with way more virgins.
Good evening folks, I’m Robert Stack and you’re tuned in to another episode of “Unsolved Mysteries"
DUNN DUN DUNN DUNN DUNN DUN DUN DUNN! DUNN DUN DUNN DUNN DUNN DUN DUNN!
Tonight we’ll be exploring the cautionary tale of a small community and the chaos caused by the unsolved. It is a case of deception, of power and the immovable call of the human spirit. But there is a dark side to our event to our story this evening as well. Betrayal, narcissism, and collective rage are also ingredients of this extra special case. Most importantly however, it is a story of a missing person. A person near and dear to all of our hearts who vanished suddenly and without a trace, leaving behind no record of his whereabouts or any indication of where he was going. This is the story of IlyaZ
Our story begins just a few years ago in the familiar land of Trenchwars Forums. Before the nazism of Dangergirl (seriously the descriptions of our forums still suck) or the most recent exploits of a certain powertripping mod, there was the great forum God Zeus! He ran the forums with a comfortable demeanor, dishing out as much as he could, while still being more than willing to take it. Many followed him during his reign and During these times another small subset of the Forum administration belonged to a small group called Pallies known as Divine “Motherfucking” Rides and Concrete “I give handjobs for free” Schoolyard. This strange and distinct tribe added much flavor to the Boreums (as they were casually called during that time) and broke the monotony of general discussion. No games of Mafia were played, and retarded teenagers (such as your author) slowly earned respect with their opinions rather than bans. In this time, the music threads were a popping, while the general discussion was a’ flopping (ahahaha). It was a warm age for all involved. The Forums were carefree and limitless. It was like America in the 1960s but with way more virgins.
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