If you would refer to an employee at a company, a soldier in a unit, or a teacher in a school as a pawn, then the word must've been redefined. Sorry, I didn't get the memo. The fact of the matter is that I work for an employer who I happen to be fond of, and I am rewarded in return for my efforts. I'd go into the whole cause and effect lecture but I think you get the drift. On every occasion that I've met with the Merovingian, he has treated me as an equal...unlike the Machines who all but disown you. I'll always know where I stand with my employer. Another luxury that the Cypherites will have to do without I guess.
Trayen1 wrote:Reeverb wrote:Trayen1 wrote:An exercise in futility. It's as if you Cypherites have chosen to ignore the fact that you're pawns of your respective organization, and that you really don't technically have a purpose anymore. Forcing a blue pill down someone's throat for a temporary "fix" is hardly what I would call productive to your cause. Just the fact that your organization operates on such a small scale makes makes you the comic relief of this never ending soap opera that we call the Matrix. I suppose little escapades like this keep you people from being anything more than a nuisance though...Y'know. Actually effecting the outcome of this "war". And to Haigen: When you feel like getting out of the revolving door that is the Cypherite cause, ring me up. I'm sure that the Merovingian would have some work a little more worthy of your skill...and maybe some rewards more refined than a cheap slab of cow. Spoken by another pawn of the Merovingian, no less. If you would refer to an employee at a company, a soldier in a unit, or a teacher in a school as a pawn, then the word must've been redefined. Sorry, I didn't get the memo. The fact of the matter is that I work for an employer who I happen to be fond of, and I am rewarded in return for my efforts. I'd go into the whole cause and effect lecture but I think you get the drift. On every occasion that I've met with the Merovingian, he has treated me as an equal...unlike the Machines who all but disown you. I'll always know where I stand with my employer. Another luxury that the Cypherites will have to do without I guess. How are you differently rewarded than any of us?
Reeverb wrote:Trayen1 wrote:An exercise in futility. It's as if you Cypherites have chosen to ignore the fact that you're pawns of your respective organization, and that you really don't technically have a purpose anymore. Forcing a blue pill down someone's throat for a temporary "fix" is hardly what I would call productive to your cause. Just the fact that your organization operates on such a small scale makes makes you the comic relief of this never ending soap opera that we call the Matrix. I suppose little escapades like this keep you people from being anything more than a nuisance though...Y'know. Actually effecting the outcome of this "war". And to Haigen: When you feel like getting out of the revolving door that is the Cypherite cause, ring me up. I'm sure that the Merovingian would have some work a little more worthy of your skill...and maybe some rewards more refined than a cheap slab of cow. Spoken by another pawn of the Merovingian, no less. If you would refer to an employee at a company, a soldier in a unit, or a teacher in a school as a pawn, then the word must've been redefined. Sorry, I didn't get the memo. The fact of the matter is that I work for an employer who I happen to be fond of, and I am rewarded in return for my efforts. I'd go into the whole cause and effect lecture but I think you get the drift. On every occasion that I've met with the Merovingian, he has treated me as an equal...unlike the Machines who all but disown you. I'll always know where I stand with my employer. Another luxury that the Cypherites will have to do without I guess.
Trayen1 wrote:An exercise in futility. It's as if you Cypherites have chosen to ignore the fact that you're pawns of your respective organization, and that you really don't technically have a purpose anymore. Forcing a blue pill down someone's throat for a temporary "fix" is hardly what I would call productive to your cause. Just the fact that your organization operates on such a small scale makes makes you the comic relief of this never ending soap opera that we call the Matrix. I suppose little escapades like this keep you people from being anything more than a nuisance though...Y'know. Actually effecting the outcome of this "war". And to Haigen: When you feel like getting out of the revolving door that is the Cypherite cause, ring me up. I'm sure that the Merovingian would have some work a little more worthy of your skill...and maybe some rewards more refined than a cheap slab of cow. Spoken by another pawn of the Merovingian, no less.
An exercise in futility. It's as if you Cypherites have chosen to ignore the fact that you're pawns of your respective organization, and that you really don't technically have a purpose anymore. Forcing a blue pill down someone's throat for a temporary "fix" is hardly what I would call productive to your cause. Just the fact that your organization operates on such a small scale makes makes you the comic relief of this never ending soap opera that we call the Matrix. I suppose little escapades like this keep you people from being anything more than a nuisance though...Y'know. Actually effecting the outcome of this "war". And to Haigen: When you feel like getting out of the revolving door that is the Cypherite cause, ring me up. I'm sure that the Merovingian would have some work a little more worthy of your skill...and maybe some rewards more refined than a cheap slab of cow.
