The IRMB exists in peace. Some of its members come to the SAMB, but we never go there. There is all the stimulation necessary back in the SAMB. Then, there is a girl named Peri. (note: later corrected to Peari) She goes forum-hopping. She finds the IRMB. A lovely, pastoral MB. She acts there just as she would on the SAMB. Posts all over, loud and randomXD. The IRMBers are very close-knit and do not appreciate this sprawling interruption. They politely tell her off for breaking their (non-written) rules. Peri (Peari) is enraged. She has some status on the SAMB, so when she rages about her treatment, people listen. All of us, including me (that would be Rain), get up in arms. How dare they do such a thing? So we get on over to the IRMB. We yell about how they are so cruel. We yell everywhere. The IRMBers are horrified and disgusted. They flee en masse. Those who remain, along with the wiser heads on the SAMB, manage to calm the mob. We set up a "court" on the IRMB to settle it. However, all this accomplishes is to complete the destruction of the IRMB. The immature SAMBers flood the court. They drive it off course. Some even continue the fight. Eventually, the last bastions of the IRMB give up. Gradually, we leave. Our anger filters away. But the IRMB cannot be fixed. I imagine that the last ones remained for some time. But, eventually, they all abandoned. Their friends were scarred by war, and there was nothing left for them. The only thing left of the IRMB is the disrespectful invaders from other MBs. Tell them off if you see them, because they refuse to respect our most cruel war.
All credit goes to Rain, one of out oldest forumers who left last year. She was present during this war, and this is her recount. This is why we cannot invade Bearhaven. Please stop.
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normalness leads to sadness
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