Hello! Cath's here for another (late) Sunday's mini thread! 

As you may have noticed, I forget to post one every week... It's mostly because I'm airheaded or too busy with school (university but you get the idea)

So, today's topic is... changing SMT!

What do you think of it? Do you have any ideas?

Hello,
tried to write some special ;-))
Alien related or what else you can imagine at this writing ;-))
Feel free to comment or add your own stuff if you like

And this is it, final act of this Greek Tragedy. I'm going to post an Epilogue and after that, It's ByeBye to Fenix-TS! and warming welcome to... *drums beating*... SIMPLE TANIA

Read previous parts HERE

i think you should guys add some sex poses to the Elevator?? i find it hot if we did sex on it ??? what you think ,, share your reply here thank you

I looked death in the eyes,
I found the light in the darkness through a distorted prism.
I saw the future through a hole,
forever tied with loneliness.
I saw mercilessness in her soul,
I saw her atrocious eyes.
I saw darkness,
holes,
two poor red dots,
almost empty temples,
tiny and insignificant,
THEY DESTROYED ME.
Stupid appearance,
Plain freak,
with that scythe,
like a circus clown.
Her black coverings,
just a cheap cloth,
but the pain she sows,
damn it kills,
She poisons the names,
her trail nowhere,
greedy selfish bitch,
she will eat all your happiness.
I know her well,
we've been hanging out often.
You know,
she comes,
uninvited,
surprisingly,
like a howl from the bottom of hell.
That's how she is,
she doesn't care about anything,
and doesn't believe in anything,
she only believes in the masterpiece of her profession.
She is,
you know,
fatal,
vicious,
but,
DESTINED TO US ALL.

I remember this bright light.
I was freezing and yet it came.
It was no hope, it was worst, a fight.
When the whistle was blown, I was to blame.

I remember this warm liquid running.
I was hit but my blood was boiling.
It was no hope, it was worst, a shame.
When the whistle was blown, I was to blame.

I remember this pain, this blood.
I was no leader, I couldn't prove.
The mud, the dirt, I could handle.

I remember the looks, almost like a flood.
I was a support, they move, I move.
The rifle was lying next to me, I could take the handle.

When the sergeant blew the whistle,
We had to go, we had to deploy.
Everything went well, all clear, like a crystal. 
But then we hit a decoy.

They had from behind, a surprise attack.
 Crossfire, we dropped like flies.
After two hours of hard work, we had to fall back.
I tripped, I hurt my ankle, I couldn't tell lies.

We got crushed because of me.
They said that those things, I see.
I'm a follower, 
not a leader.

Take it away, Ghostrider.

Idea-Now that we have descriptions forumers should add something to theirs so we can always recognise each other in game. I'm thinking Team Forum but honestly if you think of something better hit me up.

Ideas so far:
-Team Forum
-Forumner
-Forumer (I don't know if these are two different suggestions or typos)