"shit
I deleted it on accident
and after that big ass update
dammit
bastardous pagebuilder withotu the 'undo opion'
fucking shit
next update will have this page running"

That is what this page said for the last year or so.  Anyway, there once was an noob named Thorax.  He was too noobish to change his name in UC.  Either way, I wasn't too far ahead of him at the time.  I recruited him into |MR| and all was well.  Then he began to suck really bad.  And with the sucking came gayness.  He flamed, he bitched, he moaned, occasionally funny but more often than not a royal pain in the ass.  We all treated him with the same welcomness that one would a stray dog.  As a way of crying for help, he flamed even more.  He flamed so bad it made Dr. Phil look cool.  Somebody, I forget who, called a vote to kick him out of the clan.  After all twenty or so of us voted, it was a dead tie.  The deciding vote fell upon the estranged player known as Cheeze.  After much reluctance, and then much more deliberation, Cheeze voted to kick him out of the clan.  He would be gone for a while but not forever.  During the age of RS3 and RS3:  BA, he slowly emerged from his cave again.  He may have been playing the hell out of XBL for all I know but this is the time when he showed up on the clan's radar again.  He created and led a very good clan in RS3.  But then again it was a clan built entirely of his neighborhood buddies and former |MR| members.  After some kind of major drama occured in his clan, he came back to us.  We welcomed him like and injured puppy.  I left him to run the entire RS3 division.  I told him he could o whatever he wanted but whatever he did failed miserbaly.  When Halo 2 started he came with us again.  He had skill, but only the skill to kill.  One might say that is the most important skill of all but let me make you a little chart of the rest of his skills so that you can understand:

1= bad; 10=good

Objective modes:
killing - 10
weapon hogging -10
objectives - 1
teamwork - 0
plans - 0
obeying orders - 0

Killing modes:
killing - 2
weapon hogging - 1
teamwork - 0
plans - 1
obeying orders - 0

He began to flame again.  Every time we lost, he blamed everyone but himself.  It wasn't long before we all got sick of his shit.  Nobody wanted to play with him or against him.  We were very mean to him.  I gave Wasted chance after chance to change his ways but 45 chances is just too many.  So many people wanted him gone that Spermy gave him the boot.  Now his flames burn other clans.

*I know this is significantly shorter than the original story but it was a year and a half ago when I wrote it and I can only remeber so much.
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