Hello!
Welcome to the forum of the alliance "Friends"!
You can find new friends from other countries will be able to talk with them about the cultural traditions of their countries, to discuss the game Ikariam, and just have a good rest with fun stories and jokes. 
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History of our alliance
We have appeared in the game Ikariam is not accidental. We searched for this game. We have found it. And everyone played "their" server. They are known in the game a lot: and only in the Russian segment is the Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Delta .... and then Eta was appeared.
And we waited for this server. And we are here. And the beginning of each separate its way in this world. And then a strange way to find each other and decided now to be together ...
The history of our alliance begins in the world "Eta" when I decided to build an alliance of Julius ... Days passed, and this is the second of June, we have created our alliance with Julius - Island Empire. Unfortunately the people who were supposed to come from Julius, did not come, but my neighbor on the island Rhan RQD joined alliance ... Thus began the development of our alliance ... Days passed, and the alliance has reached the number eleven. However, in the development of the alliance began to emerge difficulties: some people have left the alliance from the game, while others struggled with the neighbors who wanted to plunder our cities ... However, the neighbors were very strong! And in the end the alliance fell apart ... I can not believe that this is the end of his ... Perhaps the alliance once again rise from the ashes like a phoenix? Or would it be forgotten in eternity ... Those whom the alliance roads will never forget those whom the alliance was hostile, too, it will not forget, because not everyone will so strong resistance!
Edited Chelovek_Chesti (2009-08-14 12:30:54)
..................... Alliance moved into the stage of reorganization, perhaps now we will be in Alpha at the Belarusian server! HURRAY!
Edited Chelovek_Chesti (2009-08-22 22:51:47)
Here, knock! Who's there?
It's us! We came to the Belarusian server to restore the Island Empire, and not only the name, but its former military-political and economic influence. Tremble!
But not from fear - of joy!
Because we come in peace!
That's short, but capacious. One fine day we, the three heroes (a Man of Honor, Admiral Nelson and Julius Cesar), landed on an uninhabited island ... Far away from civilization. As Robinson.
I have decided to revive our once-native alliance Island Empire, but under the new title FRIENDS, because it's true. The truth is that we were and are friends.
From that moment marked the beginning of existence in the world of Alpha server Belarusian our team.
And then ... Then we started to learn the game forum, but with such humor bias that attracted the attention of yet undecided players. I. .. they came to us!
Then we began to invite their friends from other servers and worlds of Ikariam.
So we grew up. And, lo! We have 11 people! Whole football team. And you know, we are ready "to play football." Practice, neighbors!
... The story continues!
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I Want to Buy That
A blonde goes into a nearby store and asks a clerk if she can buy the TV in the corner.
The clerk looks at her and says that he doesn't serve blondes, so she goes back home and dyes her hair black. The next day she returns to the store and asks the same thing, and again, the clerk said he doesn't serve blondes. Frustrated, the blonde goes home and dyes her hair yet again, to a shade of red. Sure that a clerk would sell her the TV this time, she returns and asks a different clerk this time. To her astonishment, this clerk also says that she doesn't serve blondes. The blonde asks the clerk, "How in the world do you know I am a blonde?" The clerk looks at her disgustedly and says, "That's not a TV -- it's a microwave!"
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Blonde Sky Divers
A blonde and a brunette are skydiving.
The brunette jumps out the plane and pulls the cord -- nothing happens.
She pulls the emergency cord and still nothing.
The blonde finally jumps out of the plane and yells "Oh! So you wanna race, huh?"
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Anna Akhmatova. White Flock
Copyright Anna Akhmatova
Copyright English translation by Ilya Shambat
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We thought we were beggars, we thought we had nothing at all
But then when we started to lose one thing after another,
Each day became
A memorial day --
And then we made songs
Of great divine generosity
And of our former riches.
Unification
I'll leave your quiet yard and your white house -
Let life be empty and with light complete.
I'll sing the glory to you in my verse
Like not one woman has sung glory yet.
And that dear girlfriend you remember
In heaven you created for her sight,
I'm trading product that is very rare -
I sell your tenderness and loving light.
Song about Song
So many stones have been thrown at me
That I don't fear them any longer
Like elegant tower the westerner stands free
Among tall towers, the taller.
I'm grateful to their builders -- so be gone
Their sadness and their worry, go away,
Early from here I can see the dawn
And here triumphant lives the sun's last ray.
And frequently into my room's window
The winds from northern seas begin to blow
And pigeon from my palms eats wheat..
The pages that I did not complete
Divinely light she is and calm,
Will finish Muse's suntanned arm.
x x x
Just like a cold noreaster
At first she'll sting,
And then a single salty tear
The heart will wring.
The evil heart will pity
Something and then regret.
But this light-headed sadness
It will not forget.
I only sow. To harvest.
Others will come. And yes!
The lovely group of harvesters
May true God bless.
And that more perfectly I could
Give to you gratitude,
Allow me to give the world
Love incorruptible.
x x x
My voice is weak, but will does not get weaker.
It has become still better without love,
The sky is tall, the mountain wind is blowing
My thoughts are sinless to true God above.
The sleeplessness has gone to other places,
I do not on grey ashes count my sorrow,
And the skewed arrow of the clock face
Does not look to me like a deadly arrow.
How past over the heart is losing power!
Freedom is near. I will forgive all yet,
Watching, as ray of sun runs up and down
The springtime vine that with spring rain is wet.
x x x
He was jealous, fearful and tender,
He loved me like God's only light,
And that she not sing of the past times
He killed my bird colored white.
He said, in the lighthouse at sundown:
"Love me, laugh and write poetry!"
And I buried the joyous songbird
Behind a round well near a tree.
I promised that I would not mourn her.
But my heart turned to stone without choice,
And it seems to me that everywhere
And always I'll hear her sweet voice.
x x x
True love's memory, You are heavy!
In your smoke I sing and burn,
And the rest -- is only fire
To keep the chilled soul warm.
To keep warm the sated body,
They need my tears for this
Did I for this sing your song, God?
Did I take part of love for this?
Let me drink of such a poison,
That I would be deaf and dumb,
And my unglorious glory
Wash away to the final crumb.
x x x
The blue lacquer dims of heaven,
And the song is better heard.
It's the little trumpet made of dirt,
There's no reason for her to complain.
Why does she forgive me,
And whoever told her of my sins?
Or is that this voice that now repeats
The last poems that you wrote for me?
Отредактировано Кикиморь_I (2009-10-30 21:07:18)
