I am simply telling the truth. People must realize that sunken is better because its a cool sword and headless isn’t a cool sword and its kinda scary and also you wouldnt have a head so no magic out of and in from damage into from to user head no???.. Gone.
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Alright I was thinking this, but you’re definitely trolling now. You made this on purpose just to cause drama, Didn’t you
Give me one good reason why this makes sense
Also why is this in off-topic? It’s trading discussion
At least if you’re going to be wrong do it right, this argument is dog shit
Making a joke
Rule 5.72: 999 days suspension
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it does say meme at the top in like really small font
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I don’t think you realize, this really isn’t something to joke about, a few people will take it very seriously and start a gigantic argument for no good reason as it ALWAYS happens, but maybe this could be the 1 time it doesn’t
you clearly have never played team fortress 2 before
headless is better because I like it
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I actually made this cuz i thought people would be able to see the obvious satire, and have a little laugh at the people who boner rage at the fact that somebody has a different opinion on a virtual item in a roblox game. Whats even better is that some people actually proved my point by taking this post seriously lmao.
uhh probably because i like sword but not the headless?.. thats how it makes sense Kid…
Counterargument:
LO, praise of the prowess of people-kings Hwæt! We Gardena in geardagum,
of spear-armed Danes, in days long sped, þeodcyninga, þrym gefrunon,
we have heard, and what honor the athelings won! hu ða æþelingas ellen fremedon.
Oft Scyld the Sceng from squadroned foes, Oft Scyld Sceng sceaþena þreatum,
from many a tribe, the mead-bench tore, 5 monegum mægþum, meodosetla ofteah,
awing the earls. Since erst he lay egsode eorlas. Syððan ærest wearð
friendless, a foundling, fate repaid him: feasceaft funden, he þæs frofre gebad,
for he waxed under welkin, in wealth he throve, weox under wolcnum, weorðmyndum þah,
till before him the folk, both far and near, oðþæt him æghwylc þara ymbsittendra
who house by the whale-path, heard his mandate, 10 ofer hronrade hyran scolde,
gave him gifts: a good king he! gomban gyldan. þæt wæs god cyning!
To him an heir was afterward born, ðæm eafera wæs æfter cenned,
a son in his halls, whom heaven sent geong in geardum, þone god sende
to favor the folk, feeling their woe folce to frofre; fyrenðearfe ongeat
that erst they had lacked an earl for leader 15 þe hie ær drugon aldorlease
so long a while; the Lord endowed him, lange hwile. Him þæs lierea,
the Wielder of Wonder, with world’s renown. wuldres wealdend, woroldare forgeaf;
Famed was this Beowulf:1
far ew the boast of him, Beowulf wæs breme (blæd wide sprang),
son of Scyld, in the Scandian lands. Scyldes eafera Scedelandum in.
So becomes it a youth to quit him well 20 Swa sceal geong guma gode gewyrcean,
with his father’s friends, by fee and gift, fromum feohgiftum on fæder bearme,
that to aid him, aged, in after days, þæt hine on ylde eft gewunigen
come warriors willing, should war draw nigh, wilgesiþas, þonne wig cume,
liegemen loyal: by lauded deeds leode gelæsten; lofdædum sceal
shall an earl have honor in every clan. 25 in mægþa gehwære man geþeon.
Forth he fared at the fated moment, Him ða Scyld gewat to gescæphwile
sturdy Scyld to the shelter of God. felahror feran on frean wære.
Then they bore him over to ocean’s billow, Hi hyne þa ætbæron to brimes faroðe,
loving clansmen, as late he charged them, swæse gesiþas, swa he selfa bæd,
while wielded words the winsome Scyld, 30 þenden wordum weold wine Scyldinga;
the leader beloved who long had ruled… leof landfruma lange ahte.
1
In the roadstead rocked a ring-dight vessel, þær æt hyðe stod hringedstefna,
ice-ecked, outbound, atheling’s barge: isig ond utfus, æþelinges fær.
there laid they down their darling lord Aledon þa leofne þeoden,
on the breast of the boat, the breaker-of-rings,2 35 beaga bryttan, on bearm scipes,
by the mast the mighty one. Many a treasure mærne be mæste. þær wæs madma fela
fetched from far was freighted with him. of feorwegum, frætwa, gelæded;
No ship have I known so nobly dight ne hyrde ic cymlicor ceol gegyrwan
with weapons of war and weeds of battle, hildewæpnum ond heaðowædum,
with breastplate and blade: on his bosom lay 40 billum ond byrnum; him on bearme læg
a heaped hoard that hence should go madma mænigo, þa him mid scoldon
far o’er the ood with him oating away. on odes æht feor gewitan.
No less these loaded the lordly gifts, Nalæs hi hine læssan lacum teodan,
thanes’ huge treasure, than those had done þeodgestreonum, þon þa dydon
who in former time forth had sent him 45 þe hine æt frumsceafte forðonsendon
sole on the seas, a suckling child. ænne ofer yðe umborwesende.
High o’er his head they hoist the standard, þa gyt hie him asetton segen geldenne
a gold-wove banner; let billows take him, heah ofer heafod, leton holm beran,
gave him to ocean. Grave were their spirits, geafon on garsecg; him wæs geomor sefa,
mournful their mood. No man is able 50 murnende mod. Men ne cunnon
to say in sooth, no son of the halls, secgan to soðe, selerædende,
no hero 'neath heaven, who harbored that freight! hæleðunder heofenum, hwa þæm hlæste onfeng.
Now Beowulf bode in the burg of the Scyldings, ða wæs on burgum Beowulf Scyldinga,
leader beloved, and long he ruled leof leodcyning, longe þrage
in fame with all folk, since his father had gone 55 folcum gefræge (fæder ellor hwearf,
away from the world, till awoke an heir, aldor of earde), oþþæt him eft onwoc
haughty Healfdene, who held through life, heah Healfdene; heold þenden lifde,
sage and sturdy, the Scyldings glad. gamol ond guðreouw, glæde Scyldingas.
Then, one after one, there woke to him, ðæm feower bearn forðgerimed
to the chieftain of clansmen, children four: 60 in worold wocun, weoroda ræswan,
Heorogar, then Hrothgar, then Halga brave; Heorogar ond Hroðgar ond Halga til;
and I heard that was ’s queen, hyrde ic þæt wæs Onelan cwen,
the Heathoscylng’s helpmate dear. Heaðoscilngas healsgebedda.
To Hrothgar was given such glory of war, þa wæs Hroðgare heresped gyfen,
such honor of combat, that all his kin 65 wiges weorðmynd, þæt him his winemagas
obeyed him gladly till great grew his band georne hyrdon, oððþæt seo geogoðgeweox,
of youthful comrades. It came in his mind magodriht micel. Him on mod bearn
to bid his henchmen a hall uprear, þæt healreced hatan wolde,
a master mead-house, mightier far medoærn micel, men gewyrcean
than ever was seen by the sons of earth, 70 þonne yldo bearn æfre gefrunon,
and within it, then, to old and young ond þær on innan eall gedælan
he would all allot that the Lord had sent him, geongum ond ealdum, swylc him god sealde,
save only the land and the lives of his men. buton folcscare ond feorum gumena.
1Not, of course, Beowulf the Great, hero of the epic.
2Kenning for king or chieftain of a comitatus: he breaks oe gold from the spiral rings often worn on the arm and so rewards
his followers.
2
Wide, I heard, was the work commanded, ða ic wide gefrægn weorc gebannan
for many a tribe this mid-earth round, 75 manigre mægþe geond þisne middangeard,
to fashion the folkstead. It fell, as he ordered, folcstede frætwan. Him on fyrste gelomp,
in rapid achievement that ready it stood there, ædre mid yldum, þæt hit wearðealgearo,
of halls the noblest: Heorot1 he named it healærna mæst; scop him Heort naman
whose message had might in many a land. se þe his wordes geweald wide hæfde.
Not reckless of promise, the rings he dealt, 80 He beot ne aleh, beagas dælde,
treasure at banquet: there towered the hall, sinc æt symle. Sele hlifade,
high, gabled wide, the hot surge waiting heah ond horngeap, heaðowylma bad,
of furious ame.2 Nor far was that day laðan liges; ne wæs hit lenge þa gen
when father and son-in-law stood in feud þæt se ecghete aþumsweorum
for warfare and hatred that woke again.3 85 æfter wælniðe wæcnan scolde.
With envy and anger an evil spirit ða se ellengæst earfoðlice
endured the dole in his dark abode, þrage geþolode, se þe in þystrum bad,
that he heard each day the din of revel þæt he dogora gehwam dream gehyrde
high in the hall: there harps rang out, hludne in healle; þær wæs hearpan sweg,
clear song of the singer. He sang who knew4 90 swutol sang scopes. Sægde se þe cuþe
tales of the early time of man, frumsceaft ra feorran reccan,
how the Almighty made the earth, cwæðþæt se ælmihtiga eorðan worhte,
fairest elds enfolded by water, wlitebeorhtne wang, swa wæter bebugeð,
set, triumphant, sun and moon gesette sigehreþig sunnan ond monan
for a light to lighten the land-dwellers, 95 leoman to leohte landbuendum
and braided bright the breast of earth ond gefrætwade foldan sceatas
with limbs and leaves, made life for all leomum ond leafum, lif eac gesceop
of mortal beings that breathe and move. cynna gehwylcum þara ðe cwice hwyrfaþ.
So lived the clansmen in cheer and revel Swa ða drihtguman dreamum lifdon
a winsome life, till one began 100 eadiglice, oððæt an ongan
to fashion evils, that eld of hell. fyrene fremman feond on helle.
Grendel this monster grim was called, Wæs se grimma gæst Grendel haten,
march-riever5 mighty, in moorland living, mære mearcstapa, se þe moras heold,
in fen and fastness; ef of the giants fen ond fæsten; felcynnes eard
the hapless wight a while had kept 105 wonsæli wer weardode hwile,
since the Creator his exile doomed. siþðan him scyppend forscrifen hæfde
On kin of Cain was the killing avenged in Caines cynne. þone cwealm gewræc
by sovran God for slaughtered Abel. ece drihten, þæs þe he Abel slog;
Ill fared his feud,6 and far was he driven, ne gefeah he þære fæhðe, ac he hine feor forwræc,
for the slaughter’s sake, from sight of men. 110 metod for þy mane, mancynne fram.
Of Cain awoke all that woful breed, þanon untydras ealle onwocon,
Etins7 and elves and evil-spirits, eotenas ond ylfe ond orcneas,
as well as the giants that warred with God swylce gigantas, þa wiðgode wunnon
weary while: but their wage was paid them! lange þrage; he him ðæs lean forgeald.
headless is equal to your mother wym
Aw thanks
she’s just that precious :shrug
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reject headless return to level 10 hard old dagger
My life…it’s over…
bacon_creator arrested in the wild after his ban!!!
110% not clickbait!
- cough cough * you know if anyone wants to trade a headless for my SSS then uuuhhhhh…
go for it lol
No.