Once again the Codex finds itself on the precipice of all-out war. Once again we face the ugliness of civil unrest, all manner of normally acquiescent and peaceful citizens come out of their hovels with pitchforks in hand, apparently ready to do anything to fight for their rights. And once again, I, Crispy, the negotiator the Codex needs deserves is likely to throw rocks at, step forward, into the fray, willing to sacrifice my will, my body, even my soul to quell this horrendous strife facing us all.
Can there be a peace?
Let those who are most egregiously hurt -- |nfinitron (jcd), agentorange, Cassidy -- and any others who feel a need to have their complaints becompletely ignored heard with compassionate ears, participate so that we may find some common ground. We must hash these differences of philosophy out, or at least agree to disagree, for the good of all. We cannot continue to exist as a cohesive, rational hive mind with people running around in the streets naked, shouting all sorts of nasty things about various ethnicities. It's just unbecoming of what this place represents, or at least used to. We have external appearances to maintain, you know.
So let tranny once again lie with tranny. Let the old man lie with the young woman in serenity again. Discard not your furry suit nor even your racist or dumbfuck tags; all are welcome here to vent their severely violated spleens. No opinion with be excluded. Much.
Let the Official Peace Talks of the RPG Codex Race War of 2016 begin!
Can there be a peace?
Let those who are most egregiously hurt -- |nfinitron (jcd), agentorange, Cassidy -- and any others who feel a need to have their complaints be
So let tranny once again lie with tranny. Let the old man lie with the young woman in serenity again. Discard not your furry suit nor even your racist or dumbfuck tags; all are welcome here to vent their severely violated spleens. No opinion with be excluded. Much.
Let the Official Peace Talks of the RPG Codex Race War of 2016 begin!
