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I think it went up to 70% off on Smoky once lol

@Stratosphere and @DEVlL have been removed due to inactivity.

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M1 10/10. I myself am planning to do so, and M1's weight is only marginally heavier than M0. It matters, but the extra speed is extremely useful.

Guys, stop complaining... These are minour celebrations, just to fill in the year. Just wait for majour celebrations like TO Bday, New Years, Halloween, and Tanker's Day...

Didn't even know this was possible

They didn't stop giving 50s, they never gave them out every holiday... You know Iron Days used to be 30? I'm pretty sure there are more 50s than ever before

Alright, thanks for the quick answer ^_^

If a club is active and has oustanding tricks, is it possible to get a spec without using fake spec? Just how much of an advantage does fake spec give?

I have one question about mobile Tanki: will Google Opinion Rewards become a payment option? Look it up if you don't know what Rewards is

@CommanderJames has been accepted as a full member. Congrats and welcome to the team ^_^

Haha, I'll think about it

Am I, though? :)

I consciously chose to use a more casual vocabulary for this particular story, as I wanted it to feel as if it were coming from a high school student.

I disagree with the clickbait part, but it definitely could improve (it's 4 A.M. here). Maybe I should write when I'm actually awake...

I was debataing whether or not to add a finishing sentence - 'Do you see now what I mean by a murder? And everyone at Midtown High was guilty.' - but decided against it... Should I have? :unsure:

The Murder of Alex Reid The following story is entirely fictional. From the moment Alex Reid walked into the lobby of Midtown Science and Technology, I knew he was in trouble. Midtown High was a school for the rich, smart kids; Alex wore an old t-shirt with a pair of khakis. Everyone else surrounding him, including me, was wearing expensive sportswear and flashy shoes. The lobby immediately quieted at this strange sight - it was clear that Alex was completely out of place. Over the next few days, the entire school had practically pinpointed Alex as their target - it was like Alex had a permanent 'Kick me!' sign on his back. I heard many students whispering about him while he was there in front of them, as if he was a complete non-entity. It wasn't even that he wasn't smart enough; he had plenty of brainpower, that much was clear. Perhaps that is why he was targeted - no one enjoys having their shortcomings displayed. One day, a student's pet dog was found behind the school with claw and bite marks covering his body. The owner of the dog held his dog with an expression of utter helplessness, but Alex pushed his way to the front of the crowd that had amassed around the dog. He spoke soothingly to the dog as he carried it to the nearest first aid pack, where he bandaged its wounds and then returned the dog to its owner. The dog healed well enough, but no one thought to thank Alex or change their behaviour. Even I subjected him to this cruel treatment; I didn't enjoy it, but I did it anyway. For Alex, this seemed to be the final blow. A week after the dog incident, I found Alex packing up his bags early in the morning. Alex looked long and hard at me, but with a dry mouth and an awful feeling, all I could do was look away. Alex, finally defeated by Midtown Science and Tech, placed his meagre belongings on his back and walked out the door.

I didn't want it to seem to convenient, I guess. Should I write a sequel, or just write a completely new story?

AKA me. ;-; "Kumquat"... seriously?