(a little reference, to those who get it)
(also I think we abuse this song in this game)
the end is near. . .
by almost uniamous vote, @
kylexv
was voted,
no point to try to struggle the inevitable, your caught in a snare, and I'm the one to haul you in and out
. . .
when I first took over there was 11 of you,
and now there are only 4 left,
time has wiped those who couldn't change,
the tides have washed those that were weak,
while anger have taken the pathetic,
now only remains those who are prepared. . . .
. . . the times change and the world turns. . .
sometimes we just have to turn with it
. . .
for now its the end of me,
Godot is gone,
I've put my efforts to change the game,
to make decisions more interesting,
but everything has an ending
all my rules are trampled, crushed, and turned into dust
this game will continue on its normal path,
the road with infinite points,
it won't have any more delays,
It is impossible to predict what the future has in store for any of us.
This is precisely why people feel the need to judge of the past.
And we of the court have been charged with the solemn duty of passing such judgment,
and will continue to go on till only one is left
from this point on,
all my previous rules are gone,
this game will be back to normal till it ends
you have 45 slots and five cuts. . .
. . .
. . . for now this is the end of godot. . .