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After some whining on Freya's part, we let her have another friend on the 30th August. This one proved to be more stubborn, and after a tussle with plants and trees, she once again gave up her cache of goodies.

Tonight was a dream, raiders will know what I mean. Every fresh attempt was better than the previous one, we were getting closer and closer... you could feel the energy and the tension coursing through the raid.

The last few percents were nail biting, with one MT dead, it was all down to the last tank standing. He tanked like a God. Guardians were flocking to him like sailors to a siren. It was an epic end to an epic fight.

As Xilaran put it "I am proud of you all. Teamwork, dedication and hard work have all paid off tonight!."

Congratulations Apoc!

Tonight was the night when, under the disco lights of the four towers, we danced and twirled around Flame Leviathan.

Amid the chaotic ballet of flames, colored beams, ravenous flowers and under the constant deadly firework of missile volleys, the raiders of Apocalypse slowly but steadily circled around him destroying this unyielding construct cog by cog until, at last, in a desperate creaking and clanging of exhausted metal he collapsed in a shower of parts. (Literally parts since I took him apart afterwards. Mwahah!. Shun)

It has been said that machines don't have a heart.

Any of you who have had the misfortune to face the terminally annoying highpitched whinning of XT or have endured the ramblings of Tin Man will know that the proper action when faced with one of those machines with heart delusions is to lower it into a vat of molten metal.

Should this option not be available, you could call upon the services of the Apocalypse squad who will first sever its heart from the pesky mechanical teen and then proceed to extinguish the remainder of its life. Errant life sparks will be decisively stamped on by determined ranged while the shadowy pits of gravity wells will be easily avoided. (As long as it's not fire to dodge! Shun)

Machines are not meant to have a heart. Apocalypse will keep it that way.

We welcome to Apocalypse its latest social applicant: Calhadan (rogue) who looks to become a valued member. (He had better or he will feel the whip. Shun)

He certainly seems the chatty kind as most of the officers's logs pre his invitation to the guild will confirm. He already has some friends in the guild, this should help him integrate faster and enable him to get lots of sign-ups for all those 10mans he promised he would run.