Lyuze, my child, you need not apologize to your fellow man. You need not apologize for we too have our faults - non other than Christ (our savior) may claim perfection. You need not apologize for only our Lord may judge us for our actions. But most importantly my child, you need not apologize because your blogs are terrible.

I feel for you Lyuze, I truly do. Yiska has given you a platform, a chance to make a name for yourself in the sin-ridden world of online video gaming but in your few moments of pseudo-fame that this life will offer your creativity fails you and instead of spreading joy and wisdom as our Savior once did with his few years among us, you incite hatred and overwhelming apathy with your livejournal-esque struggles to find something to write about.

In place of a well-worded take on the more casual side of Land of Fightcrafting as I'm sure you were enrolled to provide, you fill your page with information about your online video game personality and how awful his gear is and how you have no friends with which to battle other online video game personalities - information useful and more importantly remotely interesting, based on the assumption that your entire readerbase are in possession of your specific online video game personality. As it turns out that assumption is unfounded, and so it seems your blogs and your arms have one thing in common. They lack any real substance.

I pray you one day find your true calling Lyuze, and cease with these frustrated cries for attention.

Go in peace.

 

Lacanoz, dear sweet Lacanoz, my eyes well with tears at the sight of your name. They are not tears of joy Lacanoz, no, they are tears of pain. You see Lacanoz, only when both the mind and the body are in a state of agreement can one's aura be truely complete. You split my aura Lacanoz, straight down the middle, and this parting of body and mind inflicts great anguish upon my essence.

In my heart - a heart that belongs entirely to Christ (our savior) - I know you to be a son of Adam and the Realm of our Lord is gifted with your every step. I embrace you with my Heart, Lacanoz, just as Christ (our savior) embraced Judas on his final day.

My mind, I'm ashamed to say, holds a different view. My mind is my own, it has not yet been accepted into the Kingdom of Heaven and so belongs only to me, and do you know what it tells me Lacanoz? That's right. You are the spawn of Lucifer.

I see the word Troll being thrown about as if it is some safety-word that allows you to dismiss those who are more knowledgeable. Those who have seen the Truth with both their heart and their mind and have completed their aura. Those who attempt to impart some of this Truth into the all encompassing darkness that is Atheism.

These "IRL" friends of yours. Who are they helping? To what purpose do they attribute these unnecessary attacks on the innocent fans of Twilight (my second favorite book of all time after the Bible)? Do they hope to sway their opinions, force them to think as they do? No, these people with all their pseudo-qualifications and their new-fangled haircuts are only compensating for the large empty space within their souls. They have lost something, or perhaps they have never thought to look. This something is Christ (our savior). Only once they have opened their hearts to Christ (our savior) and all his loving tendrils will they see their behaviour for what it is - a one way ticket into Satan's Domain.

I know you will pass on my words to your friends, Lacanoz, for even you with your inferior intellect and shallow vocabulary will know them to be the Truth.

Be a good friend. I await their response. Go in peace.

 

 

There are a large number of people signed up to this site, my child. Large enough to represent a fair section of the viewing public.

"Nobbeh" represents the section that enjoy your articles. How many people are signed up to this site again?

Go in peace.