OHMYGOD PREPLANE YOU'RE ALIVE

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Could this mean a new preplane speaks video is in the works?!

DUN DUN DUNNNNNnnnnnn*cough*nnnnnnnnn!!!1!!

The days are starting to all look the same, yet time goes on, and life happens while you’re sitting on a couch ruling over a family of misfits that just want to be better. New aspiring players have arrived due to the higher powers allowing Team Fortress 2 to be free for all, and we should welcome them with open arms.

You all might be bitter that your server is packed, that these newbie’s suck, and that everyone is out to beg... but this is needed. Our society could’ve died out; people find new things to entertain themselves. Hell, even I thought about leaving you all in a farce that I was hacked and banned. But not everyone comes back from that. We were all new, wanted something for free, and stole a good seat in a movie theatre.
So, don’t be a ♥♥♥♥, because eventually, they’ll be paying for your pension, and to fund certain religions...

!!!GIVE DONATIONS TO PREPLANE-ISM AND GET A FREE VIRTUAL HIGH-FIVE IN EXCHANGE!!!

ALL HAIL THE GREAT PREPLANE
bringer of greatness in various forms and for his law which has shaped our life for the better and saved us from the damnation that is the katsumeragi

Preplane SPEAKS Vol. 5 - Confession

It’s been over a month since we last heard of Preplane, and here’s a little back-story. I got a virus, which was very minor, and then the next day I changed my display name and picture. The big plan was to talk with you guys, become friendly, then surprise everyone that it was Preplane all along, and did those plans ever go horribly!

I forgot about the virus, but you guys didn’t... so I played along that I was hacked, and stopped gaming due to things in my life. It was never my intention to come up with this great mind♥♥♥♥, it just happened... and a few casualties occurred because of it.

I lost my religion, I lost my identity, but most of all, I lost my friends (aww)

So I have returned, with life slightly sorted out... but I wanted to keep the mystery of Preplane alive.

Until now...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aXNqhzl9lt4&feature=youtube_gdata

Preplane SPEAKS Vol. 4 - Win a Date With Man-♥♥♥♥♥!!!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CuUL3RPT_nY

Artist's Depiction of Man-♥♥♥♥♥
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Preplane SPEAKS- volume 3
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NLcGOL8HRgY

BONUS!!!... My first attempt
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yS1VtTyvxkQ

Thus ends chapter two of the Preplane Memoirs. *Ejects cassette and inserts VHS*

So I hear ramblings within the Preplane-ism that I am not a good leader, that Rubber Duck would be the one better suited to rule over all of you. Well I’ll have you know that I’ve done a lot since I was elected godly medic, I taught fellow players how to be like me, I’ve stolen global medals from others not as deserving, and I haven’t truly said a bad word to any of you... because I haven’t said any word to any of you.

Perhaps that’s it! I just need a witty voice clip to play on any occasion, perhaps a, ‘quack quack’... nah that’s lame, hmm, a sound clip about how I’m the huntsman? probably taken... what about a catchphrase, ‘smoke weed everyday’... maybe.

Or maybe I’m not thinking outside the box, maybe I should kill Rubber Duck (all my plans start with this) then not even bother finding a suitable sound.

Works for me!

Hey y’all. ok, I promise never to use the word, “y’all” ever again, but this is a grand day! I’m sure you’re all aware that I’m awesome, well now other people outside of doublecross get to realize this as well, since I am now the proud owner of 3 global medals on the Free Frag stats website.
I’ve always had the blutsauger medal, but I decided to set some goals for myself and in 2 days I was able to capture the vita-saw and syringe gun global medals as well!

Got to admit, it was pretty fun using those weapons with a goal in mind, even if it made it impossible to take down heavies and fellow battlemedics. I hope you all have a goal in mind when playing tf2, weather it is to procrastinate studying for your mid-term, or if it’s just to have fun.

also I’d like to state now, that I’m currently pursuing the bonesaw global medal, which means for the next couple of days, I’ll be mostly useless.
just a forewarning.

Preplane Vs. Weather
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y5Pte65fdcc

Scorpian (preplane) vs. Roommate’s Cat (Stella)
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... and guess who got needlespammed!
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So, Preplane-ism... I’ve even lost count of the days, although I imagine it’s not that hard to look up. A religion is born every second, but one with true beliefs and goals and followers is something those could only dream of obtaining. We have done it.

This belief in a higher medic in the sky has created hope. Hope that one day we will all be healed of our sins and turned to new, better people. Because, let’s face it, we could all use someone to yell at, then at the end of the day, that someone doesn’t backstab, but instead encourages you, supports you to your goal.

Thank you for letting ME follow YOU.

Also we are now sponsored by Mountain Dew.

A Message From Me... 2 You

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u3D6E7eeidU

We’ve made it fellow preplane believers, one week and not a single grey hair!

You probably guessed already that my stint as an all godly housecat medic was a dream, at least the housecat part. The dreams I’ve been having lately have been increasingly strange, and weather that has to do with my instant rise to fame, or that I just recently killed my roommates housecat and Humanzee’s virgin daughter, I’ll never know.

It’s getting to the point where I don’t know when dreams begin and end... let’s hope I never get a nightmare in real life.

This group, and Preplane in and as general, makes me smile.

Another day (6) and you learn something new, like in this case where drinking house cat blood actually gives you super powers. As if I couldn’t be any more special right? Too bad having the powers of a house cat sucks.

I have the incredible abilities to sleep for 18 hours a day, lick myself in places I’m sure most of you wish you could reach, and give myself allergies.

I hope this doesn’t turn out to be a dream that’ll be revealed in another chapter... because I happen to enjoy licking myself.

And thus ends chapter one of the Preplane Memoirs. *Ejects cassette and flips over to B*

Day 5 and I’m feeling slightly better, I guess killing the house cat and drinking its blood really was the cure. Sure, my roommate might hate me now, but at least I’m alive. Also, if you happened to read my steam account password, please forget it, I’m too lazy to change it.

Being a godly medic doesn’t seem worth it, as so far I’ve only been paranoid, sick, and disrespected. I wonder if all gods had to go through this. And for what? Sure I got one follower to trade their virgin daughter for extra heals (thanks Humanzee) but that’s not enough, I need more!

I’ve gone insane, haven’t I?

Day 4 report- my health has taken a turn for the worse. This can be no mere coincidence, what if I’ve been poisoned? There goes my paranoia again, a person in such high standing has to always be aware, and those spy checks don’t help.

I shouldn’t jump to conclusions, for now it just feels like a cold, and I doubt anyone has had the chance to get close enough to me... well, except that house cat... OF COURSE!

In case it’s too late to find a vaccination, I would like to hand my religion and account to Rubber Duck, my password is sp1derm@n... But that’s only if I die, or turn to a vegetated state. Don’t make the same mistakes I did.

*Peers around* No no, psuedo-rulership is far beyond me.

Day 3 of my godliness and the Preplane army, I mean worshipers, has increased tremendously... still controllable, but at this rate it’s only a matter of time before they start creating their own religious beliefs to combat my own. I worry that this power that Rubber Duck has handed me will turn me corrupt, as I already expect my followers to present me with their virgin daughters in exchange for extra heals in a round of Double Cross (wink wink, nudge nudge).

But again, for now I’m fine... Rubber Duck on the other hand... I should keep my eye on him, he’s a little quacky.

I look forward to both eliminating and then quickly becoming rule 73's purpose.

katsu please unblock me from your conversation on steam...
im a really cool and mature guy and im the best in ffn servers...
youll see and agree.

Preplaneism: Kat can do fine on her own, what's the worst that can happen....why are we both on fire.
Propaneism: We're on fine!
Prep Laneism: I am prepared to be on fire.

All Praise the Godly Medic! :D

Um...the hell? lol

Day 2 of me having a steam group dedicated to my godliness... life has certainly changed, I feel like people look at me (more), that they respect me (more), and that they allow me to put needles in them (...more). Such a pity that my outside lifestyle doesn’t actually get the respect it deserves, even the house cat hates me.

Perhaps I should get the cat to play Team Fortress 2; it would make a perfect cloak and dagger spy.

So there I was, sitting around, partially hung over, signing into steam to learn that a group was created to celebrate the greatest (not to brag) battle medic of all time... and what else was there to do but join said group and eat some Oreo cookies... because nothing beats a hangover like Oreos.

And this group is like the milk to my Oreo cookie, except... OH GOD... there are pop rocks in my cookie!

What were we talking about again?