TW Trends of the Future! (future *echoes*)

[Troll King]

Depends on what you hit him with.

[1969 Camaro]

Prit won't be able to pay back his loan shark for the server funds and he'll get beat up really good and then TW will be hosted on somebodies 2400 baud modem. Then one of two things will happen:

1) People realized that lag is inevitable and everybody is invinsible so we can all get a long and not bitch about type kills and eats and such.

or

2) People will still think that lag is the fault of everyone except themselves and the bitching will increase 75 fold. Eventually there will be a constant stream of whining messages directed at you and others in blue, yellow, red, and green type. Soon after this, new code will be added to the game so that there is a special color of type designated specifically for whining.

If number 2 happens to be the case, there are two possible outcomes stemming from that which are:

2a) Because nobody will die, victories will be awarded based on usage times much to the delight of the people who believe that usage=skill.

2b) Because nobody will die, everybody quits subspace and plays different games because by this time technology will have advanced so much that there will be games in 3, count em' THREE dimensions.............wait a minute.....


Ya I'm bored, leave me alone!

[Dim]

DoCk> is on the sex offenders register already.

[Ephemeral]

In The Year 2525

In the year twentyfive twentyfive
If TW is still alive…

If Levs can survive they may find.
In the year thirtyfive thirtyfive
Ain't gonna need to no Terrier to drive

How good you think and play is in the pill you took today.
In the year fortyfive fortyfive
You ain't gonna need your keyboard and won't need your eyes

You ain’t going to survive
but everyone will still cry.
In the year fiftyfive fiftyfive your arms are hangin' limp at you side

Your legs got nothin' to do
TW is doin' that for you.
In the year sixtyfive sixtyfive
Ain't gonna need no squad, but you will finally find a wife

You'll pick your ship
pick your weapons too
From the bottom of a long glass tube.
In the year seventyfiveten
If God's a-coming he oughta make it by then

Maybe he'll look around himself and say:
Guess it's time for the TW judgement day.
In the year eightyfiveten God is gonna shake his mighty head

He'll either say I'm pleased where TW has been
Or tear it down and start again.
In the year ninetyfive ninetyfive
I'm kind a wond'rin' if TW is gonna be alive.


Apologies to the original artists (Zager & Evans). I had this song on a 45 RPM, so you can tell how old this song is.

[Suicide Fish]

I love that song, has pride of place in my mp3 collection :P

Good version Ephy