[PMF] About Pakistan...

Day 360, 17:08 • Published in Pakistan Pakistan • by Pakistani Mobile Forces
Dear Pakistan,

Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning.

As you may have felt since v1, we are currently falling. Actually, we might have been falling since the day we reached these 5000 gold that were needed to start an impossible war.


I, as the head of the Pakistani Military Forces, hereby recognize that we have lost Beijing today.


This may or may not significate the end of the Holy Empire of Pakistan. You are brave men, you are men and let's face it, women who holded their pride until the very last moment. We cannot face all these new emerging empires, we cannot hold any longer against the wealth-feeded terrorists of the west.

We have been trying, as our best I believe, to hold our principles against all odds, strategies and conventional politics that our ennemies hold dear in their stubborn mind.

Pakistan is the oldest empire that ever existed in Erepublik. We used to be respected, we used to be feared.

But as all beautiful stories, there is a tragic ending. In the story of Erepublik, it was our downfall, the downfall of the one that everyone thought to be evil. We united Sweden, we united Iran, we, with the help of the Goons, united Turkey, we united Switzerland, we united Poland, we united Mexico, we united Spain, we united Brazil, we united Italy, we united the UK, we united France, we united Indonesia, we united Japan, we made Canada and the USA become allies, we breathed power and pride into the heart of Romania.

All the countries that his eWorld holds dear were united by us.



We were there for everyone, to have someone they can fight against, someone they can look up to, a model both despised and admired for their courage, for their bravery, for their freedom.

Pakistan true purpose might now seems cleared to all the nations of the world, to all the douchebags that still believe democracy is the only way to go, to those who held dear to their gold, we made them understand the real meaning of Peace.

Peace through Pride
Peace through Power

that is.



Our Iranian friends seems to be the first people to understand how this game is meant to be played.

Today, they will smile at us, they will be mocking us reading this, they will proclaim themselves as the UN. This is something we can smile at, these farmers that recently discovered internet were faced to a mirror of themselves, we trolled them so hard they allied Sweden and the USA. We showed them what lies behind hate, we showed them the way of Pakistan.

But I'm not here to talk about these Pig-Disgusting people.

I am here to talk to you.

You were great.



You did your clickan, you acheived the impossible goal of holding together for over a year, whatever our differences may be. In the end, our hearts finally beat together like one.

As I said, this is the end of the beginning, for Dio never dies and for Pakistan always brights shiner than any other naton could ever dream. We might be dying here, from the cancer that is V1.

We lost but we won over their mind. Our trolling proved to be the strongest and the most accurate than any other gamefag or goonies could ever dream of.

Goodnight then: sleep to gather strength for the morning. For the morning will come. Brightly will it shine on the brave and true, kindly upon all who suffer for the cause, glorious upon the tombs of heroes. Thus will shine the dawn. Long live Pakistan! Long live also the forward march of the common people in all the lands towards their just and true inheritance, and towards the broader and fuller age.

We will continue our crusade, maybe we'll even come back here. Dream that if we click enough, we might be able to change the world.


Your clicks made it all.

another click to http://www.vakistan.net will make them eternal.

But there is one final click. One we always promised since the creation of Pakistan.

As long as Pakistan existed, we always said we will go with a bang. A final one bang that will be the singing of the phoenix going down. A bang that will burn through the internet page, a bang that will be sounding through the speakers of all computers. Do your worst, cheat, lie, troll, copy, paste, spam, click over and over again.

It's time to go Pakistan. Show them what we are made of.

Sand, that is.


Peace for our world.

and as a final word :



Pride!

Power!

Pakistan!