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Cheesebadgers @ DunkelTorsk
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Nej
Since July 1, 2009
Sodermanlands Lan, Sweden 
"thou shalt pwn". Thus spoke the vikings of the future and the story of Dunkeltorsk was written. Blargh, end of story.
Server IP: 94.75.249.76:27015
For a list of mods on the server, see the link below.
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For those who didn't know, the old campaigns from L4D are being released for L4D2 and those that have been released so far can now be played on our server. These are the ones available at the moment:
No Mercy - Campaign and VS
Dead Air - Campaign and V... More
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No Mercy - Campaign and VS
Dead Air - Campaign and V... More
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Cheesebadgers @ DunkelTorsk has 0 upcoming events in the next 2 weeks
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Once upon a time, I was an admin here.. When the game was good. Sucks ass now and the server got lame once my power was taken away! Spawning cars ontop of people is fun period.
I just have to.
"A majestic creature stands tall on the ground. I gaze upon this green-colored beauty and my mind wanders free. The everlasting grace contained within its mesmerizing shapes can only be matched by the utter delight gained from a single stroke of its surface.
My hands move gently across the spellbinding contours of this magnificent creature and just as my flesh is purified and all tension is released, my mind is freed from all sense of doubt and despair. The feeling of the thorns protruding my skin is more liberating than the feel of a cool morning breeze and the smell emitting from this immaculate entity is more alluring than that of a hyacinth in the spring.
I awaken from my state of trance, bloodless and cold, my gaze is once more met by the cactus, now so dead and holed."
- poem by Perbear
"A majestic creature stands tall on the ground. I gaze upon this green-colored beauty and my mind wanders free. The everlasting grace contained within its mesmerizing shapes can only be matched by the utter delight gained from a single stroke of its surface.
My hands move gently across the spellbinding contours of this magnificent creature and just as my flesh is purified and all tension is released, my mind is freed from all sense of doubt and despair. The feeling of the thorns protruding my skin is more liberating than the feel of a cool morning breeze and the smell emitting from this immaculate entity is more alluring than that of a hyacinth in the spring.
I awaken from my state of trance, bloodless and cold, my gaze is once more met by the cactus, now so dead and holed."
- poem by Perbear
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