I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
“My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!”
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.
Ramesses Protocol is now in effect. Gather beneath the banner of the Purple Empire, the mighty will soon crumble.
I am who I am.
Is the Purple Empire dead?
Have you abandoned us?
Can we rise to fight once again?
These are the questions that weigh heavily upon me every single day. Not a week goes by that I do not see these series of questions within my inbox from both my purple brethren and the other-colored scum. It is time I answered them for all to see.
The Empire is not dead.
I have not abandoned you.
We will rise.
I know the summer has been long and cruel but the Promised Winter is at last near. Snow has fallen and so shall those who dare stand in the way of our most righteous cause. The taste of failure fills my mouth and poisons my thoughts. I failed you the first time, I will admit it. Our enemies were too numerous and their organizations too entrenched to remove them. But while I have asked you to wait I have been working tirelessly. The very foundations of their organizations will be shaken by the Purple Frumentarii within their ranks who will sow discord and confusion, undermining any attempts at our complete and utter takeover.
I asked much of you in waiting this long. I ask only a little more. Awake from your slumber and sharpen your drills, war draws close. They think us weak and broken but it is they who are on the cusp of destruction. We are creatures of winter,born with frigid winds at our backs and hardened ice beneath our feet. Our enemies are the children of summer, they know not what awaits them.
Stay frosty. The Bitter Winter draws close.
To all the non-believers: I am who I am.
Mammoth is in Purple Empire hands, despite one-sided bans from moderators only against our forces. ACP was forced to retreat to the Snow Forts and then to the Cove after our victory in the Town. They will debate this and refuse, but know they are defeated this day and the rest of the community should accept that.
The following are screenshots of the battlefield in town after they were chased off the server:
I am sure ACP will lie and try to worm their way out of the loss, but the rest of the army community should recognize who the rightful owners of Mammoth are now.
Grizzly is next.
EDIT: Grizzly is now ours. Both Mammoth and Grizzly are now part of the Purple Empire. ACP will surely dispute this but they have lost once again. Spamming things like hamster does not mean you have ‘won’ as it is only temporary. We chased you out of Town, we chased you out of Fort, and we chased you to the Iceberg. Victory for the Empire. Screenshots are forthcoming.
Today the Purple Empire will claim what is rightfully ours. Too long have we sat by and watched the other-colored scum run rampant upon the servers while the honest, hard-working, purple penguins of the world were forced into second-class status. They refused to acknowledge us even when we destroyed every enemy set before us and hid behind their pathetic code of rules. Now we will show them that their rules will not save them from the reckoning.
No longer. Today we fight. The collective power of the Purple Wave has finally come to sweep away the impure.
First we will crush them on Mammoth. We will crush them on Grizzly. We will take from them everything they have stolen from us; everything they hold dear. But we will not stop there. We will route them on the Fjord, we will obliterate them on Blizzard, we will destroy them on Ascent, we will come with drills drawn to claim Klondike from the mongrel hands, and we will utterly eliminate what remains of the rabble at Beanie.
The time for mercy has passed. They were offered their chance to walk away peacefully and retain their dignity but now they will lose all of that along with their precious holdings and rank. No one will doubt the might of the Purple Empire or its rightful place as ultimate ruler. When they see the glorious wave of justice sweeping force to remove them from this land, they will look up and beg for the mercy already offered. They will ask to be saved.
And we will tell them no.
The Purple Dawn has proceeded as expected and our successes have gone unparalleled. Because of this, I feel it is time to define our republic and it’s structure since I have already laid bare out goals along with stake out our claims of territory. We do not acknowledge any past agreements upon “free zones” such as Klondike and will instead actively claim and defend them for ourselves with the armies to prove it. Despise it or not, we are in control. For those of you who still insist on not recognizing our claim, consider this the 24 hour period in which we stake our claim.
The Most Purple Hegemon Violante Alleta
Vexillarius ‘Krazy’ Kenny
Fornix Maximus Abboteer
Also note this is not a full count of PR’s numbers by any means, but simply those who have earned a rank and recognition for their services.
All servers under Purple Empire rule will not allow any army activity to occur on them except those operating beneath our banner or with our express permission. This includes the “Color Wars” scheduled for tomorrow. Legate Kazuma will be enforcing this policy zealously and will also sniff out and crush any other attempts to continue this even or any other war on other servers. Expect an aggressive campaign of expansion as we bring more servers beneath our iron flippers.
Lastly, I am not the only one with a gift for words. Here a few motivational ones from your Legate himself, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IHKIs7jT1og.
Keep chilly, free drillies,
It is time. The protocol is now over.
The Purple Dawn begins now.
To all the nonbelievers, the time for amnesty is gone. You will be stamped out beneath our boots.
EDIT: Purple Dawn is underway. Breeze, Blizzard, Below Zero, and Klondike are under our domain. We claim them in the name of our Purple Republic.
We are officially advancing to the next and penultimate phase of the current protocol. My frumentarii have proven themselves capable of the infiltration, intelligence gathering, and subterfuge I have tasked them with and most of the groundwork towards the coming of the Purple Dawn has been laid down. The time fast approaches and now the war machine must once again begin to churn in earnest once again. We will bolster our ranks even further as more become one with the Purple Wave in the face of our coming conquest, our numbers swelling until we can truly drown out the entire opposition with more efficiency than we already can. To the other-colored scum with their petty bands of rabble that pass as armies, your chance to pledge your fealty has passed. You will be crushed, broken, and assimilated into the new purple world we are forging with the sweat and blood of our own hands. The more you resist, the greater your ultimate suffering will be beneath our flippers.
The time is nigh.
Checkpoint day has been reached without detection. To all active and declared members, continue with the current protocol as per the Purple Codex. To those currently engaged in sleeper operations or engaged in the other bargains and alliances I have set up, please begin active collection as per the instructions mailed to you and found under Order 66 and report all weaknesses along with other findings in time for Zero Day.
-May Purple Wings Watch Over You,
Protocol Alfa-Uniform-Gulf is now in effect. See you soon.