anonymousabout 7 years
what do you think about black people
It does not matter what I think. All that matters is what the great JamalMarley thinks. Through HIM lies wisdom. Ask and ye shall receive my enlightened answer from the lord, your Jamal.
anonymousabout 7 years
But you're still Plissken your username says so
It truly is amazing that so many are incapable of doing a little research and reading. I am forever branded with this name for my past sins. But I, TAFKAP, am reborn in the name of our lord and savior, JamalMarley. Plissken is Dead.
Do you still host? I loved your games and just saw that I missed a message from you nearly six months ago. I was swamped with stuff IRL and just came back to EpicMafia. I feel bad for missing it and I'm seeing a lot of hate on you're account, why?
People hate Plissken. I am The Artist Formerly Known As Plissken. TAFKAP. I do not host. I am retired from hosting. If you want a full recap just read the page and the thread for that event.
anonymousover 7 years
What an absolute fucking bitch. That’s my response to this load of shit you can keep your shitty ass jury vote because this is not worth responding to bye
I do not know what this is in reference to, but you will address me as The Artist Formerly Known As Plissken.
That is not a question. Join the Church and Jamal can teach you how to correctly ask a question. And the difference between a question and statement. Then the difference between true and false statements. I have hope for you.
The tragedy of Plissken is a long one indeed. Plissken rose to popularity on the mafia rinks in Sandbox by trying out new setups and ways to play. He was enthusiastic about it and would often put up fliers to draw people in from the crowds. Announcers, caterers, and cheerleaders would be hired to come down and support his efforts. In time, however, this soured. Plissken developed a feud with Jamal Marley, a foreign general and holy man who frequently came to blows with the Sandbox community, and developed a frenzied advertisement campaign for his Plissken's 200th, a celebration of his mafia setups. This campaign involved a one-on-one duel with Marley, and eventually escalated into a death match. On the night of the event, Jamal won, but he showed mercy and spared Plissken's life. Plissken feigned gratitude and became a leader in the Church of Jamal, but as his sect grew it moved away from Jamal ideologically, especially as his master returned to his homeland