If my forum name has taught me anything, it's that every single one of us has potential. This potential is raw and unfiltered. Pure, one-hundred percent, potential ore, ready to be mined. Potential plains of potential harvest. Potential, unbridled, can be a dangerous thing. It can be a glorious thing. It can be astonishing and amazing, but it can also cause anger, fear, and hatred. Potential can ignite the flames of rage or it can inspire our dreams of hope. Potential is something we all have, my friends, it is bubbling inside us, and before long, you will have to determine in which direction you want your potential to go.
In these upcoming days, and truthfully, in the day that has passed, we have seen a glimpse of this potential. It has been used for good, to spread joy, mischief, buttered camels and best of all, new forum names. However, potential has been used for hurt. For pain. For make better most glorious nation of Kazhkstan. For everything that's been wrong, and has gone wrong. For all the lies, for all the deceit, and treachery, for all the litigation, the slander, and debauchery, the blame is placed on this evil, unrefined, terrible potential. It is a shadowy beast, and we must rise up, we must defeat it, and make claim our funhouse for all the is good, holy, and righteous in the land of NWR.
Go! (It's a race! Who will win? Why am I giving irrelevant speaches? What color is my shirt? Will it reverse color in the sequel?)