COUNCIL O' WAR

[fuckingshrugged]

All right, lads, I think it's time we said enough is enough to capitalist fat-cats like Andrew Ryan, Frank Fontaine, and Augustus Sinclair...and that goes for any sharks that be workin' for them, too.

Of late, there have been a series of assaults on the people o' Rapture. Lads, they be

-Offerin' us eggs in boxes
-Puttin' deadly glass shards in our milk
-Tryin' to seduce us to durgs and sploicin' with extreme advertisin'
-Givin' us strange beverages to infect our minds and make us behave oddly and doubt ourselves

Well, I say NO MORE.

Today's the day it all changes, lads. Today the people o' Rapture fight back. Today we plan our attack.

...And while I'm here, I'd like to offer me most heartfelt apologies to the followin': me darlin' wife, me boyo, me comrade, the security robot, an' Dr. Grossman, for me ridiculous behavior while under the influence o' the bird potion. I am truly shamed. Peachy doesn't deserve an apology.

Any an' all comrades are free to be joinin' Atlas' Army here. All are welcome, so long as ye aren't a capitalist pig.