Talk:The Enlightened Ones/@comment-27822653-20150217032330/@comment-10700122-20150217041847

I get Hansa, nearly causing irreparable damage to my computer, for you guys. I spend hours making over complicated flying ships, for you guys. I might as well carve out my beating heart and give it to you on a silver platter, because God knows that that's what you'll ask for next! Is trying to break my navy not enough?! Is my self-esteem being the lowest it's been since the most traumatic event in my life not enough?! Is putting up with your constant abuse and cackling with the most civil replies possible under the circumstances not enough?! Is banning me while you get to keep your fancy star because you're lucky enough to suck up to the right people not enough?! Is my toleration of all bans up to this point not enough?! You know, I should give you my literal heart and soul, as well as my metaphorical one. Someone, tell me their address, so my family has something to mail the remains to. I'm sure you'll be pleased by that, finally.