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He's back, and he's still got a fro!" ....:............. :::::::::::::::::::::::::: :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: . . :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: :::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: :::::::::::::::::::::::::: _ ____>__________ __________<____ _ ((____________o__)/\(__o____________)) _/ . . _/ \_ . . \_ ______ \ . \o__o/ . / ______ \_____))-]]]]]]]] \ (------------------) / [[[[[[[[-((_____/ \_________ __ _________/ \______/ " Did you miss me? beyotch!" he has long been forgotten, and now he's back from the ashes presenting power unmatched, irresistable, unstopable. fear the head. . / _ . __________ ., \ ,..l _ ____ .........; ,. _ \ | / |-------\\ _ ___\ _\ |_ _ ; ___\ mt\_ |------|--/ \\ ___\\_ \\ \_ _/_______\\ _____\_ \\ \\ \ | _ / \\| ___//___| \_ \_\ ______//___ \\ \_/ / _\\ _ /_ / / | /_ \\____| //----------/_____/ |__,--------/|_ | . ,. _\ . |____// ,. ..... .,// | // /------------| : /_ l //________| /_ ., ., : .,... ., /_ . ,. /. ., . ; ;/. the man with the one-eyed monkey, leader of the jewish mafia. , People achieve different levels of thinking by using outside influences, some swim, some meditate, some play the piano, I smoke pot. , yÚ,_ , yÚ,_ ù `4/ ù `4/ - Ä-ÄÄÄÄÄÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍmmmyyÚ,_ - Ä-ÄÄÄÍÍÍÍmmmmyÚ,_ - Ä-ÄÄÄÍÍÍÍmmmmyÚ,_ ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ-ÄÄ- Ä- - y¸ `4/ _.ó\ `4/ _.ó\ `4/ ³ mimic ascii 1999 - $: $´ :$ü'` $´ :$ü'` $´ ³ HIGH FUCKING OCTANE. $: Ã$mmmmmmy¸ :$ ˜: Ã$mmmmmmy¸ :$ ˜: Ã$ ³ $: :$ $: :$ $: :$ $: :$ $: `` ³ haji@mimic.ca ¥: :¥ ¥: :¥ ¥: :¥ ¥: :¥ ¥lm*=ø ÀÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ-ÄÄÄÄ-ÄÄ- Ä- - a n d mjay/martz .,...; ..,,,,,,........, .., . DEG65! ,..;...,,,,.. ...,, ; ... . ; ; _ _ _;__ ____ ____ _ _ _ __;_ _ _____ __ ___ _ _ ____(//_( _ //_\ _ )_\\ __))_\ ____\\ _ )_\\_ \_(_ ))__\ )_(_)______\ _____ (( / /_/ \_\ _) _\\ /_/ / / - / /_ _ _ _\\ )) |___ _________ ____ | \_____________\ \______|_ //______| \____| '---' ; )____\ '---' ; _\\___\ /____\ ...,,;.....,,, .......,,,,.;.., ....,,,. .., . ' the infamous clan of crack users and abusers. . D E G E N E R A T I O N 6 5 I love you mjay. PROUDLY FUCKING PRESENT : (who would have thought that I would be doing a colly again...) , . .............................................. ....,. ..,,.,. :: : :: B R O T H E R S .........;........, .... :: ...................,, ..........., . : :: ( |_ ) __ : _ ____ ___/·: __ _ __ · __/ /______ _ //_/_ /__________ _/ /______/______ __/ ___ \\ / __ /_ _/ /_ __ /_ /_ \ / /_ _ /_ /_____ _//____ / / _/ / / / __/__/ _ / _/ / /_ /_ _/__________/ _/ /______ / / /_// / /____/ /___/ / / <<-- / ------------/____ /----- /__ //______/____\\ ___/--- /_______/- mt : \/ · /_______/ ..............,,,, / : \/ :. ; · rp .. : ........ ....:: I N A R M S. , .,;............, ; \/ . And you will all feel the wrath, and bow before the power of ONE. You're trying to break me down yet, I won't let you succeed. You're trying to break down my soul making me feel like a helpless kid. as I lay flat on my back, staring at your sky, I'm thinking to myself if the choice was to worship you, I think I'd rather die. M A N K I N D . ____ ____ ______ ___ ____\ ____ | |___ ___/_ _ ____ | | | | _ _ __ _\ \ _______/ \| _ \| | |/ / _(_) | _ \| |____|_ \\_\ \\ \ _ | \/ \ \ \ / /___| \| \ \ \_ | ///___\ / _________\ |\___. \ / \ |\___ /_| \/____//_ |__| |__| /|----/__| |_______//_ /_____/// /_ Is The man. And so burns the tormented soul of the artist, as his pain is his creation, and every shed of paint he throws upon the paper is like a shed of blood, drawn from his veins. C O N T R O L .---/.---..---.. .--. .---.. | _| || ||__ |__/_ | || | || || || | | | || ; ;;;; ;;;:::::::|;: ||:;:|| ::||:: :|::;|_|: ||::\:;:::: ;;;;;;;;;;; ; | || || || _| /| || \ |___||___|| \|___\ / |___||____\ _____ _ ___ ______ _\\ |_ __\\_ \ ________ | _/____ __________\-----| _/____ | __/___ _______| / +--- -| \ \/ __ | \ | \ \| \ \| __ \ /-- -+ -- | \______| \ \ | _\ \____\ \______/ /____ |----/_____/ mt|----\____|__________/ /______/ |________//_ And back came the warriors from the field of battle. their swords colored red their shields torn apart their arms tired from the act of war. and on their way from the battlefield they saw this young innocent girl who asked them one word; "Why?" And they had no answer. . . ,.: _ ___ ________ _ . . .;... .......... . ....;.... : .... . ; : ; :., : ______ /_ : _ _ ___ _ -- - ______ | |/ ______\\ ____\\_ \ \\_______ | | ___ _ | _/___\_ __ \| _ __/___\_ __ \| |/ _//__ | \ /_ / \ / / / \ _ \ | _\\ /--/___/--/| /----/___/ \________\ \\--------/ / |------//_ |----|\ - -------- -- - : --- - : - :., ,.: B A R A K : _ . _ . Their friendship knows no limit their love is unimaginable they will die for each other they will die side by side. they are the brothers in arms. . _______________________________________|__ _ deg65<< _\\ | martyr. | ______________________ | ____________ | ____\\ / _____|_________ \ ______ _|___ ___ _ /_______\\ | / _ __\ | |/ / |------\ _____\_ \\ _____ |------\ //___ _ | /_ /__|_ \| _ _/___| _ \ ____|__ \ : :: ;:::| / / \ \ \ \ \/ _ / \::::; : : _ ____ |____/ /________/___|\ \---\ / /_______/ / /_______/ _\\_______\ \/____/ | //__________|____________________ | | / _____ | _______ _ | k a r m a /______________\\ | |_ s t y l i n g s ! _| //____________________________________\\ - so this goes out for karma, coolest group I had the honor of being in, along with 2 of the coolest people in the scene - mankind and ant1k, live long and prosper, and watch out for us k-doggz, boo! It has once been a hobby and now it's burning with hellfire as huge forces collide and fight over the reign of the ASCII EMPIRE. _ , _________\ _ : \__ \\___________ \\ / \ _/--------\--\ . m / \ \ \ \ \ a /_ \ \ \ ---/ \:::::::::::::::::::::::::. r / \ \ _\ \_ : :: t_/ _ \ \ \ / : :: z\_____/______\ \_ /__________/ ... : .., _ :: / :: \_________// d65 ; // :: //_ :: /_ __ . _ ____/______::__ __________::___ ____ (__) .--------|/ / / __/_____ \_ __________\__\_ \________\ _____| / /______ /_ _/ ______\: / ___/ \| | /| / /_ | \ \ :: /----/ / /\ _| _/ | /|___/________| |_______\ :: /________/____/ \----\_____\ |------/ //_ :: //_ :: `:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::' I don't need no arms around me I don't need no drugs to calm me I have seen the writing on the wall Don't think I need anything at all No don't think need anything at all All in all it was all just bricks in the wall All in all we were just bricks in the wall . , ,;:::::::::::::::............ ,,.. .. ,m :::::, ; :: :::::: ; :: E L - N I N O :::::: ., :::::: , :::::::::::::::::::: ___ :::::: ::::::: ;;;; ll ':. . __::____ ___(__)________ __:::::_ ; __\ _ (_\ |_\ _ (__\ _ |_ ' . :: ;;l _| / / _ / / \ / : \ /____/-----\\ /____/---------/ ,. /---/.; /___/mt ,::::: : :: :::::: .. M I M I C .:.:: . : .. . . . . There once was a group named "Spies". There were 3 newbies in that group. Once was called Sculpture today he's known as funk-e aka prosthesis. The other was called kayozz. The third was called Dataflow, today he's known as el-nino. This goes to the three of them - massive respects, you are 3 of the scene's foundations. . , ; . ; , ; . . ; ......, ; ;;;; ., .......,,, , . . . ., ____ : __________ ______ . ____ ......;, \ _/_:__\\ _ \ _ \ __ \___\_ \ _/______ ,. ; /-\---/ | /______/_(_)_\ /__\ \/-\---/ | martz/d65 _/ |____| | /_________/ | . ,.. \___________//_ |_____/ ; \___________/ ; ;;;; : . ; ....., : .,,,, ... : ...............:...,,, . ., ., , ,. .; ...: ; :4 . . And so die the brothers in arms, one by another, scream into the sky, as their blood mixes up, their souls dance in a circle, as old and new collide and the new will finally overcome and life will go on. werd up rippa. . ., , ; ; ; : ., . :: ., ...:....... ........:;...,, ......., / ., . . _ :: . ; _ _/__ : \ ___ . : ....., _/__ _ __ ., ......., __/ _//__/______\\_ \\/___ . -// / _/____.______ / _ \\ / __ __/_)__/______ /---/---//_____ /_ _ ////______ / / / _ _ \/ \_ / _/ / | _ /_ rp/l /____ /____/ // \|____\/ __\ /_ // / /_ mt/m /__ __//_ /_____/____| /______\ //____//------/___/ _\\ \/ , /_ --- \ \\ // / /_ ; /____/ --->> \/ ; ., \/ ; . . ; . .c.rimson.. ...........,,, ....... ., ..;....,,, ,. , . : : , ,. ., The virtual empire keeps growing and growing and we keep getting smaller and smaller. the bulletin boards are long forgotten, as the monsterous spiders crawl and take us prisoners in their web. One day it'll be over, my friends, one day the scene will cease to exist, and me and all of my brothers in arms will go our seperate ways, armed with nothing but memories and hopes for days to come. Long live the art scene. martyr. . <|> _________ _ | ___ __\\\ | //___ | mt/d65 _ | | ___|____ // | ____ | | __/_______/__ ______\__ \ | _ -\\ \ /_ \| __/__|___\ | \ \ __ \\ | \ \_ |/ \_ | / | / |_______ _ /______| //_ | /_____/_____/ . |________/ __| /_ | |__ _ ___\\ c r a c k r o c k . n e t ///___ _ _ _ _ ______ | __________ _ _ _ ///_______________|_________\\ | <|> ` Closing words: This is the first colly I've created that I actually consider a masterpiece. Every word, every ascii mark, every dot on the screen has been carefully selected. It took me two months to work on this colly, as I strained to reach perfection. This colly is for the glory of our art scene, so fragile yet so powerful, it affected my life, and I'm sure it had affected most of you who read my words as we speak. We are the "Brothers in arms". we make this scene a second home, we stand by each other, we arise together, and we will fall together. sad thing is, when we fall, there will be nothing left, for our world is known only to us, noone else will care about it except us. It is time we took the scene to another level, it is time we started creating instead of just drawing, it is time we stand united and proud. I hope you enjoyed viewing this colly, god knows I busted my ass on it. I'm going to Lebannon in a month, god knows if I'll come back alive. This is my heritage to you, I hope you'll keep it. I stand humble before you, my brothers. Martyr. July 1999.