This is the what should be extremely overcrowded Kill Psycho Ivan mail page. But at the moment, it's worryingly quiet. Come on people, don't you just want to throw a brick at me? Or aren't you funny enough? If you don't want to throw a brick, or, for that matter, any sharp object at me, try the Love Psycho Ivan mail page
If your e-mail's here, I suggest you make sure you never actually meet me. That's right- I might have a very stern word with you
Some time a week or so before 18/3/00
For crying out loud! Your community thing is sooo bloody confusing! "Enter username" I DON'T HAVE ONE! "Enter Password" I DON'T HAVE ONE OF THOSE EITHER! And when I try and get a password, It asks me all these personal questions and asks me if I wan't to make an"EZ Mesageboard" or something. IT'S F*CKING ANNOYING!!! (I've put strong language in this message so you may not put it up, boo bloody hoo).AND IF YOU COMPLAIN ABOUT THE EXPLANATION MARKS IN THIS LETTER ... YOU'LL NEVER SEE THE COLOUR GREEN AGAIN!!!LOOK:!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!A WHOLE LINE OF THE THINGS FOR YOU TO GET ANGRY AT. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!! Please get a simple message thing for simple people like myself ( I am, after all, made of SNOT) Yours Iwanttobeatthecrapoutofyouingly, Ed "Alien Soup" Harris. PS: I've uploaded the interactive experience so it SHOULD Work now.
Psycho Ivan says:
You’re right, I don’t want to get my site closed down, so I censored
your mail. Tosser. And about you not being able to post messages, boo bloody
hoo yourself, you sheep-obsessed wanker. I mean, who wants to hear what you
think? If your games are anything to go by, you’re full of shit.
And how
exactly to you propose to abduct the colour green? I’ll have you know that I
have a (no longer) secret supply of it in my underground base, along with my
army of clones.
Back to the
message board, how the fuck is that difficult? Are you too busy performing
animal necrophilia, or are you really that stupid. You’re dimmer than a light
bulb that has not only blown, but has also got no power supply running to it,
is painted black, and is in the middle of a swamp in heavy fog. I mean; it’s
almost as simple as you! There, I’ve been reduced to exclamation marks,
satisfied? If you’re that thick you’re probably illiterate and have merely
guessed your way through life so far. All you have to do is make them both up.
This is not a protected message board- you could masquerade as me if you were sad
enough to consider it worth it, which you are. Now piss off you motherfucking son
of a deformed weasel. I HATE YOU.
As you may have guessed, the reply prior to this point was a pile of lies, merely added to spice up the site a bit, and contradict the bit at the beginning. And I do have the game to download, right here in my site. All I need to do now is add a link to it. There we are.
Sunday, 16/1/00
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Psycho Ivan says:
This is a frightening insight into the mind of Death Of Soul. This was
sent before he became a member of the team [makes encouraging teamwork
gestures, including putting arm rather worryingly around Death Of Soul's
shoulder. Worryingly mainly because he is currently at least 50 miles away],
but he unfortunately hasn't changed much. Or perhaps that's fortunate. You
decide.
Sometime a while ago. I don't know when, apart from that it was in 1999. Probably November or something.
SQUELCH, URK! (sound of me killing you) HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! (sound of me laughing at the fact that I've killed you) WOOOOOOOOOOOH WOOOOOOOOOOH. "BUT, BUT ... OH DAMN (FLOUR, IF YOUWISH)!" (sound of me being taken away by the police)Psycho Ivan says:
Oh dear, this person is clearly insane. And that's probably at least 10% of my readership. Flour(TA multiplayers will understand).
