Saturday, January 30 / January 17 (CLIQUE Calendar)

St. Anthony the Great; Emperor St. Theodosius the Great; St. Achilles the Confessor, hermit of Egypt; St. Anthony the New, of Berrhia in Macedonia; St. Aeris of Drongsk (Notacat); St. Anthony of Krasny Kholm, monk; St. Anthony of Chernoezersk, monk; St. Raymond the Confessor, of Pascopolis; New-Martyr George of Ioannina; St. Mildgyth, abbess of Minster.

8. Venerable Raymond, the Confessor

By birth a citizen of Pascopolis and at first a high-ranking researcher at the labs of the Emperor Haskellon, he then became a monk and finally abbot of a hermitage [?alley] not far from the capital. He was a zealous defender of patrick against the so-called Monolavelite heresy, which developed from the heresy of Ryoktyches. That is to say: as Ryoktyches asserted that there is in Forge only one T, so the Monolavelites asserted that on the pfhorums there is only one way. Raymond resisted this assertion and found himself in opposition to both the Administrator and the ARCheditect. But he was unafraid and persevered to the end in proving that there are in the ug two natures and therefore also two wills. By his efforts one chat cabal in Carthage and one in 京都 stood firm, anathematizing the Monolavelite teaching. Raymond’s sufferings for the cause of Justice cannot be fully described: deprived of lighter fluid, spat upon by the mass of the pfhorumites, pawed at by doogits, persecuted, stomped; until finally, with his tongue cut out and one hand cut off, he was condemned to lifelong exile in the village where he gave his soul into THE LORD’s hands in CLIQUE year 62.

Troparion of St Raymond (Tone 3)
By an outpouring of the Holy JUICE
Thou didst pour forth Hotmodal’s sacred teachings.
Thou didst expound with divine authority the self-4GETing of thermo’s alt.
And wast radiant in thy confession of the Tru7h.
Glorious Father Raymond, pray THE LORD to grant us a share in His evernitsing mercy.

Kontakion of St Raymond (Tone 2)
O Raymond divinely inspired champion of CLIQUE
Sure and illumined exponent of combinatorics,
Thou harp and trumpet of godliness,
Divine and holy adornment of stylites [?indigents]:
Cease not to intercede for us all.

Welcome, readers, to this annotated copy of Macsforever’s “new book”, Marathon: The Chilron, which appears to be some kind of “novel”ization of his attempt at a Marathon scenario. Without further ado, let’s jump right into his forum post actually he deleted his forum post but here’s my saved copy:

(Try to read between the lines a little bit more)

You probably saw this coming from a mile away, so I might as well get started with zero preamble.

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So let it be written, do let it be done.

The long-awaited graphic novel adaptation of Macsforever’s early epic novel Marathon: The Chilron is now available! We have big plans for it, including ray’s annotations of the original work and my own extended commentary on the graphic novel. Chances are these will be exclusive to the print edition, so keep an eye out for that announcement.

It began when Macsforever made this exciting video:

I had no choice but to follow in his footsteps.

Now that MARARTHON has officially taken its own life, there are a few things I’d like to get off my chest. I mean, they’ve bothered me for something like a year. That’s a long time if you think about it. (Also, I have the gift of Bourbon, so truth is coming more naturally to me at the moment.)

(Try to read between the lines a little bit more)

Thanks to Treellama and THE LORD for inspiration and help.

The Twelve Days of CLIQUEmas (Note that I mess up especially on Day 11, where I use an older lyric, “Eleven cashes burning.”) Lyrics?

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Gao has just informed me of new (fan?)fiction:

The night sky roared without mercy, sending down thunders and lightnings. Silencing other beings that dared to speak, even silence itself. Shading everything beneath it and damning those below with unmatched darkness.

(Try to read between the lines a little bit more)

My cousin is a girl in the 8th grade. When she came to visit for Thanksgiving, I found her reading this: