Guanyu
29-03-2004, 00:37
The Book of Max:
Hearken, ye nations, unto these words of the long-past days of yore. In the beginning, before the creation of Man and Elf, and of Neko, there was naught but Void. From that Void was born Max, who is also Maxx and Maxxx, and with the coming of Max dawned the First Age. And in the mind of Max there dwelt an Idea, but the Idea was without form and had not yet come into being.
And lo, it came to pass that Max bent His will to the Idea and gave it shape, and named it Jennifer Government, and lo, there began the Second Age. In the fullness of time did Jennifer Government give birth unto a new Idea, and once again did Max set His will upon it and give it form and name, calling it NationStates. Thus began the Third Age, the longest and the darkest both. And lo, from this Idea given form were born all the Nations that were, and those that are, and yea, even those that may yet come into being. And these Nations prospered and were happy, for they dwelt with Max and He sheltered them.
But in time Max was given a glimpse of the future, and knew that the time would soon come when He could no longer remain, and in His wisdom gave He power to those foremost among the Nations, that they might keep His children and make them safe when He could no longer abide with them. These Nations he called the Admins, and they were given brackets that all might know them and hearken to them. Of these Admins there were three: [violet], [dredd], and [reploidproductions].
And in the fullness of time the vision of Max unfolded, and He departed the lands where he had dwelt with the Nations. It is whispered that He left some part of Himself with them, and that it abides yet, His gentle hand sheltering those who, all unknowing, do His work. And lo, when Max left it was the beginning of the Fourth Age, and the Nations grieved, and were made sad. Some Nations grew spiteful, and turned against Max and His chosen ones, the Admins.
But Max had foreseen this, and warded against it. In His wisdom He had given power unto the Admins to lift up the True Nations and make them strong, that they might be a shield against those who had lost faith. And these Nations were known as Moderators, and they were few in the beginning.
But it came to pass that more Nations were raised up, and in time they came to be many. And they were: Menelmacar, The Most Glorious Hack, TJHairball, Scolopendra, Reploid Productions, The SLAGLands, Enodia, Karmabaijan, Sirocco, Cogitation, Tactical Grace, Melkor Unchained, Neutered Sputniks, Stephistan, GMC Military Arms, and Ineptia. And the Admins did see that the Nations were ever-curious and had many questions about the nature of what is, and so they made SalusaSecundus, the Tech Modling, that he might give unto them the wisdom of ages.
These are the Ages of Max, He who watches unseen. Hearken and pay heed to these words, and keep them ever in your heart.
The Book of NS2:
In the days yet to come there shall be a great war between the Nations Faithful to Max and those Lost to Him. The Dark Lord Marathon shall rise from the ashes of the DEATed, and all the hosts of the rejected realms shall be his army, and they will sweep through the forums as a plague upon the server. And, lo, he shall exploit a Loophole in the Code, and cage Salusa Secundus, and the Mods shall be powerless against him. So great shall be his evil that Melkor and Siri will put aside their enmity and join forces against him, leading a great army of the Faithful against the hordes of Marathon and his lieutenant, Arcel, Lord of the Noobs.
Long shall the battle rage, and many of the faithful shall fall to the Godmodds of the Fallen Nations. All of Resi’s R-Bots shall avail him not, and the great warships of Klonor shall not halt the army of the Fallen. And the faithful shall be pushed back unto the brink of the server, and fear shall take them. Yea, even in the hearts of the Admins shall it take root.* But lose not hope, for Max shall appear riding a white ICBM, and shatter the chains that bind SalusaSecundus, and the Code shall be made right once more. The Fallen Nations shall run in fear from his might, saying, “OMGZ no! Teh Ubermod! We must fleez0r, lest he pwn us!”
And the Mods shall fall upon them and lay them low, and it shall be as if they never were, for all their posts will be but a memory. And with the return of Max shall the Faithful be led into NS2, where Max shall dwell with them e’en unto the end of days, and he shall have Modship and Dominion over all Nations.
This is the legend of the End Times and of the Second Coming of Max. Hearken, ye Nations, and make ye ready.
*Note the nerdy joke.
Hearken, ye nations, unto these words of the long-past days of yore. In the beginning, before the creation of Man and Elf, and of Neko, there was naught but Void. From that Void was born Max, who is also Maxx and Maxxx, and with the coming of Max dawned the First Age. And in the mind of Max there dwelt an Idea, but the Idea was without form and had not yet come into being.
And lo, it came to pass that Max bent His will to the Idea and gave it shape, and named it Jennifer Government, and lo, there began the Second Age. In the fullness of time did Jennifer Government give birth unto a new Idea, and once again did Max set His will upon it and give it form and name, calling it NationStates. Thus began the Third Age, the longest and the darkest both. And lo, from this Idea given form were born all the Nations that were, and those that are, and yea, even those that may yet come into being. And these Nations prospered and were happy, for they dwelt with Max and He sheltered them.
But in time Max was given a glimpse of the future, and knew that the time would soon come when He could no longer remain, and in His wisdom gave He power to those foremost among the Nations, that they might keep His children and make them safe when He could no longer abide with them. These Nations he called the Admins, and they were given brackets that all might know them and hearken to them. Of these Admins there were three: [violet], [dredd], and [reploidproductions].
And in the fullness of time the vision of Max unfolded, and He departed the lands where he had dwelt with the Nations. It is whispered that He left some part of Himself with them, and that it abides yet, His gentle hand sheltering those who, all unknowing, do His work. And lo, when Max left it was the beginning of the Fourth Age, and the Nations grieved, and were made sad. Some Nations grew spiteful, and turned against Max and His chosen ones, the Admins.
But Max had foreseen this, and warded against it. In His wisdom He had given power unto the Admins to lift up the True Nations and make them strong, that they might be a shield against those who had lost faith. And these Nations were known as Moderators, and they were few in the beginning.
But it came to pass that more Nations were raised up, and in time they came to be many. And they were: Menelmacar, The Most Glorious Hack, TJHairball, Scolopendra, Reploid Productions, The SLAGLands, Enodia, Karmabaijan, Sirocco, Cogitation, Tactical Grace, Melkor Unchained, Neutered Sputniks, Stephistan, GMC Military Arms, and Ineptia. And the Admins did see that the Nations were ever-curious and had many questions about the nature of what is, and so they made SalusaSecundus, the Tech Modling, that he might give unto them the wisdom of ages.
These are the Ages of Max, He who watches unseen. Hearken and pay heed to these words, and keep them ever in your heart.
The Book of NS2:
In the days yet to come there shall be a great war between the Nations Faithful to Max and those Lost to Him. The Dark Lord Marathon shall rise from the ashes of the DEATed, and all the hosts of the rejected realms shall be his army, and they will sweep through the forums as a plague upon the server. And, lo, he shall exploit a Loophole in the Code, and cage Salusa Secundus, and the Mods shall be powerless against him. So great shall be his evil that Melkor and Siri will put aside their enmity and join forces against him, leading a great army of the Faithful against the hordes of Marathon and his lieutenant, Arcel, Lord of the Noobs.
Long shall the battle rage, and many of the faithful shall fall to the Godmodds of the Fallen Nations. All of Resi’s R-Bots shall avail him not, and the great warships of Klonor shall not halt the army of the Fallen. And the faithful shall be pushed back unto the brink of the server, and fear shall take them. Yea, even in the hearts of the Admins shall it take root.* But lose not hope, for Max shall appear riding a white ICBM, and shatter the chains that bind SalusaSecundus, and the Code shall be made right once more. The Fallen Nations shall run in fear from his might, saying, “OMGZ no! Teh Ubermod! We must fleez0r, lest he pwn us!”
And the Mods shall fall upon them and lay them low, and it shall be as if they never were, for all their posts will be but a memory. And with the return of Max shall the Faithful be led into NS2, where Max shall dwell with them e’en unto the end of days, and he shall have Modship and Dominion over all Nations.
This is the legend of the End Times and of the Second Coming of Max. Hearken, ye Nations, and make ye ready.
*Note the nerdy joke.