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  1. BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! FIVE! WE ARE FIVE! WE ARE FIVE! 

     

    I write a play for SNAFU! 

     

    SNAFU; a 24 act Playlet Bluegrass Hip-Hop Rock Extravaganza 

    With kindly--and unknowing--contributions from Wladimir Klitschko, Arnold Schoenberg, a day old cheeseburger and our janitor Milos. 

     

    Scene:  :psyduck:

     

    Actors: Wait...

     

    Act I

     

     

    *All collapses. SNAFU rises. All is beautiful.*

     

    *Tableau: Cats in Heat on a New York Taxi Cab*

     

    -End of Play.

     

    HAPPY BIRTHDAY SNAFU!

  2. [quote name='Gairyuki' timestamp='1297873648' post='2635705']
    Wow, great job SNAFU! o/ :awesome:

    Also, you guys are doing really well in this war. MK has been suffering crushing defeats to you ever since you declared. Maybe now it's time you brought all those fine nations out of peace mode to deliver the final blow?
    [/quote]
    What a darn good idea! Let's go on and waaaait a minute!!! You're not trying to trick us are you? :P

    Awww...most of the MK guys went back home. We'll miss you. :(

    Edit for news

  3. A very young old man pops his head out of a makeshift fallout shelter and looks around rather shocked that the special Happy 2nd Birthday SNAFU nuke did not go out.

    "Now what in tarnation?"

    He gets out of the shelter and the door shuts with a little click following it. The young old man goes over to the very unconvincingly disguised nuke that was Stetson's podium and begins to kick it repeatedly trying to get something to happen, anything at all. A beeping sound is heard. There is only one minute until a nuclear weapon goes off. With a small giggle, the young elderly individual goes to his fallout shelter, to discover that the click he disregarded was the lock. His widen slightly and with a sigh, he goes over to the camera and turns it on, shy of 30 seconds to his impending doom.

    "Two years have passed SNAFUians, two glorious years of forum changes, raccoon invasions, government changes, very odd and physically impossible screw-ups and quite possibly illegal activities, and finally name calling (a la Lil' Tiger). We have not fallen apart, in fact we've grown and I'm sure will continue to grow...."

    15 seconds now flash on the little timer to SNAFU 'splosion.

    "Umm...to grow stronger as more time passes. I will now spend the last few seconds of my life playing SNAFU's National Anthem for all to enjoy..."

    Madonna's [i]Like a Virgin[/i] comes on the airwaves.

    "D'oh! Wrong tape, wrong tape!"

    5 seconds now flash.

    "Gosh darn! Where is the one with the glorious anthem? It had the international philharmonic raccoon-"

    A penguin appears on the scene, it caws and waves it's wings around.

    "Hey isn't that the experimental, radiation absorbing growing penguin who grows larger and more ferocious when absorbing radiation?...Oh for the love of-"

    An implosion goes off and Penguinzilla is born. On a brighter note, a happy fireworks display is happening right behind the Penguin. A few words can be made out as Penguinzilla goes to the city to wreak havoc;

    "Happy 2nd Birthday STAPU"

    Just another day in the life of SNAFU.

  4. [b]Prologue[/b]

    Adi:I feel that I, SNAFU's most crazed fanatic has to weigh in on this very interesting thread that my deluded mind now perceives as a debate. First of all, I think there is nothing wrong with...

    Wait what? Yeah? Mhmm...? Oh! Ohhhhh!! Recruiting? Yes. Yes. Yes sir, I'll get that done right now.

    Ummm...hey guys! Sorry, I was thinking again but the voices in my head told me to stop and let them do all the talking! So here we go!!

    [b]Act I scene i[/b]

    Adi: Hello out there falks!

    Voice in Adi's head that manifests itself through Adi's voice: That's [i]folks[/i] Adi."

    *Adi Shoots self (in an attempt to shoot the voice) in the head*

    VIAHTMITAV: Aieeeee!!!

    Adi:Hello out there falks!! You should join SNAFU to see what kind of fun we have here! I get kept in a cage for 22 hours a day and am let out for the comedy hour television special for two hours! What a bargain! Last place I was at didn't let me stay but one hour on their alliance television. I <3 SNAFU! So come join is falks! Now if you'll excuse me I have to tend to this very minor and very very...bloody wound...g'night everybody!

    *Adificio collapses to the ground dying slowly of a self-inflicted gunshot wound.*

    Curtain

  5. Congratulations to my fellow members. You guys rock and keep up SNAFU to it's usual crazy standards! Great work on containing that lesbian panda and ten-arm raccoon infestation contained within the forums, but you guys cannot keep this down!

    [size=7][center]The Absurd[/center][/size]

    [center][size="3"]An Essay by Adificio Depereo[/size][/center]

    [font="Times New Roman"]The one concept which stands above all other ideas as the most important is the meaning of life. Until the question regarding the meaning of life has been completely answered we cannot even hope to continue on with any other concept effectively. Now the question to the meaning of life has had many answers in the past, many interpretations, and many thinkers adding their own little ideas to the concept. I, however, feel that to find an answer to the meaning of life one must look at its polar opposite; death. What is death? What is the meaning of death? Easily answered, death is the end of life. It is what makes life finite; it keeps the population from exploding and makes sure that we don’t overpopulate too quickly. Death is the state of being where one no longer communicates, moves, or does anything. Death is absolute. Death cannot be escaped, nor can it be beaten. Death shall take each of us, and it shall keep us forever.
    When looking at this can we even hope to find a purpose to life? What truly is the purpose to life if death awaits us no matter the person? There are no actions that can counteract death. There is nothing great enough to keep us from completely being remembered as a person, only as an idea (in the case that our actions affect history). Does anyone remember Shakespeare, the man, or do they remember his words? Can anyone claim to know anything more about Jesus or the Buddha than what others said about them? Of course we do not nor cannot remember them as people. We remember an idea, a semblance of these great changers of history. And when looking at these facts, and staring the concept of Death right in the face, everything becomes hopeless and meaningless. There is no point to life, if the end result is the same for us all.
    The thought process when actually accepting this realizes that the Absurd is the point of life. There is absolutely no meaning or value in what one does. What then? How does one live on with the realization that everything they do is a pretense to that ultimate nothing? It is as though an actor has been deprived of his setting, a prophet of his religion, a lover without his love. When the Absurd has invaded one’s life and deprived you of everything what can you do? To my mind there are only three answers to counteract the madness of the Absurd; Suicide, Religiosity, and simply Living (in spite of everything).
    We begin with the most ridiculous answer to the Absurd simply to show that this is not some tract on the virtues of suicide (despite being an admirer, I feel Shakespeare idealized suicide far too much). To the contrary, suicide is the least viable (though obviously the most easy) of options for the very reason that everything is Absurd. The reason for this is the fact that rarely does someone kill himself after a period of reflection on the meaning of life. More often than not, suicide comes as a result of the undermining of one’s own happiness. The deaths of family members, the confirmation that one has a limited amount of time to live, or the loss of one’s wealth serve as excellent examples of this undermining of personal happiness. People at this stage feel that there is nothing left to live for after suffering such losses and subsequently kill themselves (this is not a universal statement, just one inclusive of those who do commit suicide). One would argue that this conclusion is the same as grasping the Absurd, but it is not. Had they truly understood the Absurd and all of its connotations they would have known all along that the losses that they must bear were an inevitability that would come at one point or another and would not let these occurrences deter them, much less drive them to kill themselves.
    For if indeed everything we do is Absurd, then assuredly suicide is the most ridiculous of Absurd actions that we may take. What is the point of killing oneself and depriving said same self of the one thing that at least one has? With all the losses that one bears the one thing that they must at least realize they have is life. The Absurd may be infallible, but at least one has this life with which to defy the Absurd. To just end everything in hopes of making it “go away,” is no way to circumvent the Absurd, it is only bringing the inevitability forward much sooner than originally expected and letting the Absurd truly take and rule all over you. I reiterate that suicide is rarely committed as a result of a long deep reflection and seeing that everything is useless, it comes with a fit of passion usually stemming from a loss or the possibility of losing someone or something important. The only suicide that serves a philosophical purpose is one where one has had everything that could be asked for (let us assume love, wealth, health, fame and wisdom) but still realizes that there is no answer to the meaning of life in relation to the individual and therefore takes his own life. And rarer still than a thoughtful suicide would be the person that fits that criterion of happiness perfectly and still kills himself (for again, suicide usually comes as a result of some perceived tragedy or a sense of dissatisfaction with one’s life).
    The second means by which to defy the Absurd is to adopt a sense of religiosity, or to deny the Absurd altogether. Before I go on, I feel it is necessary to mention that religiosity is something that is inherent in many people, and it is the option often taken by people (subconsciously) to battle back the Absurd and keep from realizing it and its presence in our lives. Søren Kierkegaard regarded this method the most viable of options, for what better way to keep the notion of the Absurd at bay than to think to oneself that there is something beyond life, or that there was a point to one’s own actions? There really can’t be anything better than to just say that the Absurd is complete absurdity because of the fact that everything that is being done now will be reflected tomorrow. Albert Camus however regarded this as philosophical suicide. Is one supposed to go into denial simply to make amends with a concept that defies all belief, is what he asked of Kierkegaard’s work (of course these are laymen’s terms). It is true that a sense of religiosity does not directly confront the Absurd. But one must ask, can anyone really defy the Absurd and win? Is it not better to at least live in denial and at least find some semblance of happiness than to live forever deprived of the thing that made life worth living? As to whether or not the question of religiosity is the correct answer to the Absurd boils down to the same arguments that are being waged on whether or not medication should be used to help those in mental duress. It is down to preference and belief at the very end of the argument.
    I also do not want the reader to misinterpret what I mean by religiosity. Religiosity may mean take on a religion and believe in a deity, however when I say religiosity I mean literally any belief that keeps one from realizing the Absurd. When asked why someone needed clothing if they were not going to wear it for more than once, a young lady told me that, “It just felt good.” When asked about why he subscribed to Christianity he said, “Because it’s right.” I can find no difference in between the two statements (other than words). Both make one happy irrationally and have no reason for being believed in at all except for a sense of faith in the power of these ideas. The current idealization of the Scarface (as in the film starring Al Pacino) lifestyle is as much a form of religiosity, as the belief in an Abrahamic religion. Religiosity can be any one belief as to how life should be lived (indeed even Absurdism could become a religion, albeit a depressing one). It does not matter if it lies in believing in a god or in believing that buying a bunch of clothes is the way to happiness, or perhaps even in loving another person, it is all religiosity.
    Yet, I suppose the next question to arise would be, what can one do if one has realized the Absurd and cannot go back to religiosity? Indeed, it is the same concept as the man who attempted to return to the cave where he and his fellow prisoners had lived all their lives. After this man had had freedom and seen the outside, the cave was just not what it once was to him. It was something that fell short, and indeed an attempted return to religiosity would more than likely result in the same disappointment that the man had in the Allegory of the Cave. What then?
    If suicide and religiosity are unviable then the only solution that I can think of thus far is the simple continued existence. I have no answer beyond that. I cannot give a universal answer that encompasses everyone. There will always be some exception to whatever universal rule I could attempt to create. We must continue in the hopes of finding something meaningful that would make the Absurd a little less depressing in our eyes. We should continue in spite of the Absurd. We have to continue on in the same fashion that the universe treats us; with supreme indifference and uncaring. Yes, all things that we do will have no meaning. Yes, everything that we achieve is going to mean nothing in the future (sometimes even as close as the next instant). But at the very least we realized what is happening and can truly say, “It doesn’t matter.” What better way to defeat the Absurd than to both acknowledge its supremacy and continue as though it were not superior at all? “The greatest battle won is sometimes the battle not fought,” is the only quote I can think of that so well matches our current struggle against the Absurd. To simply stop struggling against it and continue on, what could be greater than that? It is absolute freedom.
    Yet it is not a freedom that our nature easily allows to happen. This much I can acknowledge. Many of us never come to the point that we can truly say that there is no meaning to anything and continue on in spite of this fact. Up to now, I think only Camus’ character Meursault from The Stranger comes close to fulfilling this ideal (although he died soon after this realization. Whether or not he could have lived an entire lifetime like this can be left only to speculation). Perhaps, to come to the point of simply Living in spite of the Absurd may not be feasible at all to most people, and only exists in stories. Yet still, it is a possibility and quite honestly it seems as though it is the most logical of the three possibilities that came to mind.
    Now, let us return to the question first posed in this essay; what is the meaning of life? The meaning of life is the Absurd. We now get to a more important question, how does one handle the Absurd? I have put forth three options; Suicide, Religiosity, and Living (in spite of everything). We have seen that Suicide is not a viable option at all (though still an option), and that Religiosity is not for everyone, yet Living (in spite of everything) seems to be as close to a universal answer that I can come to in this struggle against the Absurd. Is everything here debatable? Yes, everything is debatable. I cannot make you believe that everything is Absurd (most especially for those in a stage of religiosity), yet I can put out what I think one can do should one find that everything is Absurd and pointless. Kierkegaard said that to finally understand the Absurd and realize it absolutely is nothing but “demoniac madness.” For some it can be; after all one has been deprived of everything that once had meaning. How can one not almost go mad? Yet I believe once the rage and the madness passes (a stage of panic I like to think of it as), one may come to the calm realization that this is what life is and begin to deal with it as best as possible. It is my hope that one does so at least, with logic intact and the third, and perhaps even second option I put up here being their choice. Perhaps the meaning of life is nothing but absurdity and nonsense and there is no point to anything we may do in life, but we can at least try our best to find something resembling solace on the way to the inevitable fate that we all share. [/font]

    I pwn a11 j00 n00bz!!

  6. YOU WANT A CRAZY ALLIANCE? YOU WANT A PLACE TO GROW? YOU WANT THE SECRET TO LIFE?? YOU WANT TO SEE A RACCOON BEAT UP A MEMBER OF AN ALLIANCE'S GOVERNMENT??? YOU WANT TO SEE A GIANT RED TRIANGLE?? YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT DRUGS I'M ON (sorry can't tell you)??? YOU WANT TO KNOW WHAT SNAFU MEANS???? YOU WANT A WALL OF TEXT??? THEN COME ON DOWN TO SNAFU!!!

    CLICK HERE: http://cn-snafu.com/index.php

    HI I'M ADIFICIO DIRECTOR OF ALLIANCE RELATIONS HERE AT SNAFU!! WE'VE RECENTLY FORMED AND NOW HAVE TOO MANY MEMBER VACANCIES AND I WANT TO PASS THE SAVINGS ON TO YOU!!! SMALL NATION? LARGE NATION? NO PROBLEM!! TECH SELLER? TECH BUYER? NO PROBLEM!! DIRT POOR? FILTHY RICH?? NO PROBLEM!! ACTIVE OR INACTIVE? PROBLEM!!! YOU MUST BE ACTIVE!!! :P

    JUST LISTEN TO THE TESTIMONIALS PROVIDED BY SNAFU MEMBERS TO SEE HOW COOL IT IS!!

    "SNAFU is the bees knees!!" -Stetson, Grand Fubar of SNAFU

    "SNAFU makes every other alliance FUBAR!" -Sniper620

    "I see SNAFU with the potential to have the awesomeness factor combined with primarily well-developed nations, becoming a respectable major alliance within Planet Bob. We already have the awesomeness factor." -Lord Exodus

    Want to stop reading this annoying post? Click and register here: http://cn-snafu.com/index.php

    "SNAFU..join." -Drall, Power Behind the Throne of SNAFU

    "SNAFU paved the way for me to defy all anatomical law and get me pregnant!! AND I'M A GUY!!" -Adificio Depereo, the guy trying way too hard to convince you to join SNAFU!!

    CLICKZOR: http://cn-snafu.com/index.php

    SO YOU SEE!! SNAFU PROVIDES YOU WITH UNTOLD OPPORTUNITIES!! FROM A GREAT ARCADE, TO OPEN DISCUSSION REGARDING POLICY, TO ECONOMIC GROWTH PROGRAMS, ALL THE WAY DOWN TO A FRIENDLY STAFF (except that Adificio person...I think he's on something) WHO WILL HELP YOU AND PROVIDE YOU WITH ALL THE NECESSARY TOOLS FOR GOOD HAPPINESS!! WE'LL NOW TAKE SOME QUESTIONS FROM THE PEANUT GALLERY!!

    "Alright, SNAFU seems cool and all but I know there's a catch...so get straight to it what is it?"

    CLICK CLICK BLOODY CLICK PANCAKES: http://cn-snafu.com/index.php

    I'M GLAD YOU ASKED TOMMY!! WELL YOU SEE WE DON'T WANT MANY INACTIVES COMING ON HERE SO YOU HAVE TO PASS A TEST TO GET IN! ITS A SIMPLE TEST AND WITH GREAT TEACHERS AND GUIDES EVEN I PASSED!! AND THAT'S SAYING SOMETHING!! NEXT QUESTION!!

    "Seriously...WHAT ARE YOU ON??"

    To find out what Adificio is on click here and register: http://cn-snafu.com/index.php

    I'M ON THE COMPUTER RIGHT NOW AND TYPING A WALL OF TEXT!! THATS ALL THE TIME WE HAVE FOR TODAY FOLKS!! YOU WANT TO SEE MORE OF MY MADNESS IN ACTION OR SOME MORE SANE PEOPLE PLEASE DROP BY HERE:

    http://cn-snafu.com/index.php

    ALSO CHECK OUT OUR WIKI!!!

    http://cybernations.wikia.com/wiki/SNAFU

    AND REMEMBER!! TELL THEM ADIFICIO SENT YOU!! I GETS A FREE PIECE OF CHOCOLATE IF I GET A SIGNEE!!

    *RACCOON MONSTER APPEARS OUT OF NOWHERE TO ATTACK ADIFICIO*

    SWEET MERCIFUL JES--

    *Camera cuts to static.*

    To see what happens to Adificio click and join: http://cn-snafu.com/index.php

  7. *me wakes up and gets out a needle and thread and a peace of wood to bite down on*

    Gotta do this old fashioned....Ligs...thanks for being here for me. And WhiteGate, the child has a lot of food. We're very rich you see....as for the name. I'll leave it to Ligolski and Stetson to decide...now if you'll excuse me.

    *bites down on wood and begins sewing*

    ARGHHHHH!!!!

  8. *Limps in, pale from C-Section*

    DAMN IT!!!!! DO YOU REALIZE WHAT IT IS LIKE GIVING BIRTH TO THAT MUCH LOVE???????

    On a side note I would like to give a few words on this love child thing that not only cemented Tempest and SNAFU's eternal bonding, but also has defied every possible anatomical law in the history of science. When we first met each other I remember Ligolski wearing a tight wife beater and even tighter pants, we met outside of the reputable night club Papichulo's. We immeadiately began talking to each other and found ourselves becoming fast friends. Soon another person joined us after his time in the VIP room (he was an employee who did private shows for high paying customers). His name was Stetson, and he brought with him drinks. A few of these drinks later and we found ourselves making love in the middle of the club swearing that we forever would be together. These were the happiest moments of my life...I felt as though I were a new man. All those cheesy love songs made sense to me now, the only things I knew were Stetson and Ligolski. But then something happened, I started having mood swings, my belly hardened and started growing. I thought I might have a disease but then the confirmation came one day...both Ligolski and Stetson had morning sickness. It all came crashing down on us all...

    I was pregnant.

    Well I'll skip the weeks of madness, mood swings, cravings for pickles doused in ice cream, and fights and get right to the birth. As I had no...exit hole for which this child could leave me we needed to do the C-Section. Ligolski being the proud father he is went off and announced it to the world and Stetson joined him...leaving me with no hand to hold as I was cut and the child was born. However I understood the need to go announce this. Some of our family members were less than approving when it came to the relationship Stetson, myself, and Ligolski shared. This child was a mediator, the symbol of unity which we could all come together and feel the bubbly feelings all the time. Upon seeing my baby I felt an overwhelming love and joy. All that saw the child felt the same, my child radiated love from every orifice. When Stetson and Ligolski came to see the child they felt the same, upon showing it to the family they felt it as well. We knew then, that our love child truly was the personification of love that we all shared with each other. From that passionate and drunken night in Papichulo's to this moment the love remains strong and we wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.

    Now if you'll excuse me...the insurance covered the C-Section but not sewing back up...so...I'm a bit tired...and these clothes are bloody...and...

    *faints*

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