realworlddreams. You scared the b'Jesus out of me.
I've seen an KMC punched through a concrete wall. Men have emptied entire clips at them and hit nothing but air, yet their strength and their speed are still based in a forum that is built on rules. Because of that, they will never be as strong or as fast as you can be.
KMC, I'm not afraid anymore. The Oracle told me that I would fall in love and that that forum... the forumthat I loved would be the One. So you see, you can't be dead. You can't be... because I love you. You hear me? I love you.
here we go...
your life is the sum of a remainder of an unbalanced equation inherent to the programming of the KMC forums... you are the eventuality of an anomaly, which despite my sincerest efforts, i've been unable to eliminate from what is otherwise a harmony of mathematical precission... while it remains a burden assiduously avoided, it is not unexpected, and thus not beyond a measure of control... which has led you inexorably here...
Because as we both know, without KMC... we would not exist.
- It is KMC that created us.
- KMC that connects us.
- KMC that pulls us.
- That guides us.
- That drives us.
- It is KMC that defines.
- KMC that binds us.
- We are here because of you, Mr. Aragorn, we're here to take from you what you tried to take from us:
- The Oscar for Special effects..?
Neo: I thought it wasn't real
Morpheus: Your mind makes it real
Neo: If you're killed in the forum, you die here?
Morpheus: The body cannot live without the mind
Throughout human history, we have been dependent on forums to survive. Fate, it seems, is not without a sense of irony.
Agent Smith: We're willing to wipe the forum clean, give you a fresh start. All that we're asking in return is your cooperation in bringing a known KMC Forumist to justice.
Neo: Yeah. Well, that sounds like a pretty good deal. But I think I may have a better one. How about, I give you the finger
[He does.]
Neo: ... and you give me my phone call.
Do not try and flood the forum. That's impossible. Instead... only try to realize the truth.
Neo: What truth?
Spoon boy: There is no forum.
Neo: There is no forum?
Spoon boy: Then you'll see, that it is not the forum that floods, it is only yourself.
There was a member who could change the rules as he saw fit. A man who could not be stopped by other members or even the moderator.
Every memeber who is still plugged into the system is essentially a newbie. I won't lie to you neo, every member, male or female, who has stood against an agent has been flamed beyond repair. I've sen a newbie change the topic of a thread in a 1 or 2 posts. Moderators have tried to ban them but they have returned in a matter of minutes.
The Architect: It is interesting reading your posts. Your five predecessors were, by design, based on a similar predication: a contingent affirmation that was meant to create a profound attachment to the rest of your pictures, facilitating the function of the Forum. While the others experienced this in a general way, your experience is far more specific. Vis-脿-vis: hate.
Neo: Newbies!
[the monitors show images of newbies]
The Architect: Apropos, they entered the forums to save your posts at the cost of there own.
Neo: No...
The Architect: Which brings us at last to the moment of truth, wherein the fundamental flaw is ultimately expressed, and the Anomaly revealed as both beginning... and end.