Hiya

[Miner49'r]

:I'm here for Crysis Wars! My daughter is adding emoticons for me. .OK that's enough!!!

[{CLR} Naillik]

Welcome aboard!!!!

[Rand{CLR}]

Welcome aboard!

-Rand

[Apache Warrior]

How old is your daughter? My son just started college. They grow up so fast.
Apache

[Trooper110]

Welcome to the Lair!

[juneau]

Welcome to the Lair

[Duke{CLR}]

Welcome to the forums.

[Ghost_Rain]

Welcome

[lady-MGS]

Welcome both you and your daughter (even if she's not playing )

[BlackArrow]

welcome miner

[DougBob]

Welcome to the community 49r

[marvindecrain]

[Hunter_Killer]

For now the bell tolls, and all fall silent for those that stalk the streets are loose. Be warry of your surrounds, should the Hunter Killers find you. It will not be your life that passes in your eyes but your death, as it slowly eats away at your inner being. Uncountless ages will pass as it consumes you, and all the pain that was never thought possible will call out to the safest reaches of your mind... and destroy them.

While the new moon watches from its cursed throne, ruling over all who stubble in it realm, those that follow its law feast. The Hunter Killers are no longer man nor beast, they are free thinkers. The perfect executioner to the lifless empire. Others with untainted flesh and thoughts are the prey, a glowing beacon of hope that must be silenced. All Hunter Killers die when they have slaughtered, but three are reborn from their remains. Controlled by fear and the subconcious of their prey, they hunt on. Everything has a weakness..... even the bravest of men will fall.

The ruins of a once prosperous civilization are the only memorial to things of the past. Wreckage litters the blood soaked streets as devices from an untold time lay lifless and with little use. There are those amoung the Hunter Killers that still have memories of the past. Within them is the keys to salvation, but their instincts cloud their sanity. They are labeled as the Cursed, those of pure blood who have lost their way. Unlike the other Hunter Killers that will be forgotten, the Cused contnue to roam, following who ever comands them. Life has a price.... and they are the ones that determine exactlly how much.
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Thats a writer's hello and welcome to the lair

[Ghost_Rain]

HI and Welcome