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Look at you all... You're already playing all the new games (((

Let's get mad at them together? :(

Lock, it's just a fact that makes me happy. The game is good, and the song is good too (although I don't know where it plays in the game).
What do you want? Go bother someone else, or better yet, just stop, otherwise you'll have nothing else to do but be a jerk.

Moon Wolves
Wolves on the Moon are unusual wolves. For example, inside each of them lives another wolf. In every she-wolf there is an inner wolf, just as in every wolf there is an inner she-wolf. Generally speaking, it's quite simple. These inner wolves usually come out to walk during the day (because at night the outer wolves hunt and generally enjoy life, while at night they lie and look at Earth). However, it varies. Some release their inner inhabitants often, some rarely. Some are friends with them, some fear them.
For instance, one she-wolf was terribly afraid of her inner wolf. I don't even know why. Maybe he bit her once, or popped out at the wrong time. And when her daughter was born, the daughter naturally had her own inner wolf cub, and as cubs usually do, she let him out constantly, played with him, fussed over him, so that it might seem as if she had a brother. The mother she-wolf hardly ever saw him. Her own inner wolf was huge and scary (at least it seemed to her), and she spent almost all her time driving him even deeper so he wouldn't dare come out.
But one day the mother returned from hunting and saw her daughter tumbling around with her inner wolf cub. The mother let out a roar! She lunged at him like a hare! In the blink of an eye, he flew back into his owner, who was also frightened, of course, and cried: "Mama, what's wrong?" And then the mother told her that the inner wolf is a terrible monster that must be feared.
And the daughter grew up just like her mother.
Dmitry Sokolov

• A Tale of Wolves (with a morale) Quiet moonlight flooded the forest glade, highlighting every tree twig, every bush, and every blade of grass in the darkness. When gray clouds covered the moon, both the glade and the forest plunged into the complete darkness of a spring night. The darkest hour is always before dawn...
  at that moment a large strong wolf stepped onto the glade, crossed it and was about to dive back into the darkness of the forest, but suddenly he heard light footsteps behind him. They were approaching.
  every muscle in the wolf's body tensed, ready to act instantly if needed... his nose intently drew in scents
  "wait! I can't keep up with you" - said a young she-wolf, emerging from behind the bushes: "Where are you going?"
  the wolf looked at her closely but said nothing. He raised his head and sniffed the air - no other strangers nearby.... then he turned and ran further. The young she-wolf ran after him, almost in his tracks.
  "allow me to go with you... while we're heading the same way..." - she asked, catching up with him.
  "run if you want... though you're already doing that..." - he answered after a short silence.
  The moon disappeared behind another cloud and suddenly the wolf vanished..
  the she-wolf immediately raised her head, straining all her senses, trying to find her companion, but the wind was angry today and blew from the leeward side, carrying only completely foreign scents...
  "wolf... where are you?.." - she ventured to call.
  "here. why are you lagging behind?.. " - the wolf emerged from the darkness; it turned out he had turned deep into the thicket.
  "I didn't notice..." The wolf frowned but said nothing.
  Going further was much more cheerful. The road turned right and led the pair of wolves into a sparse woodland, along which they traveled. The young she-wolf grew tired of running in one rhythm and lagged behind slightly, then overtook the wolf. The wolf looked upon her antics condescendingly, with a slight half-smile. The road led them to a huge field. The wolf sniffed the air again - not a soul for many, many kilometers - and continued on his way. In the field, the she-wolf became playful again. She would run ahead, race back, and dash in circles, performing completely unthinkable jumps and pirouettes. The light of the nearly full moon shimmered on her flanks and on the dew drops she kicked up, falling from a run into the grass...
  she even invited the wolf to play, running very close-close to him, stopping abruptly in front, blocking his path and glancing at him slyly. The wolf smiled, stepped aside and started running towards the moon, also making jumps over invisible pits and ditches, kicking up dew from the grass and turning it into water dust...
  dawn found the travelers far, far from the place where they had met.
  the wolf went into the thicket, chose a more secluded spot, lay down there and almost immediately fell asleep. The she-wolf collapsed onto the still wet grass and vanished within it. When it grew dark, the wolf woke his companion, nudging her slightly with his nose. The first thing she saw upon opening her eyes was a hare carcass. Her stomach immediately gave a sweet ache in anticipation. She looked gratefully into the wolf's eyes... but he turned away.
  having finished breakfast, they set out again on their nightly path. The she-wolf ran beside him, step for step.
  "and where are you going?" - she asked.
  "after the moon...." - after a long pause came the answer.
  "for how long?"
  "long... I don't even remember.. it seems to me - all my life... but I know, I will arrive soon..." the wolf leaped forward and raced with unprecedented speed. The she-wolf could not keep up with him. But he did not vanish over the horizon; he was always visible somewhere in the distance and she continued on, after him.
  this night passed peacefully. On the following night the moon was full and very large. The night was extraordinarily bright. This stirred and attracted wolves from all surrounding forests. The air was very fresh; the she-wolf felt that there was a lot of water nearby. Maybe a lake or a river...
  The wolf ran in silence. The she-wolf also remained quiet, feeling for some reason the solemnity and importance of the moment. Despite their silence, she did not feel like a stranger. Rather the opposite, now this huge strong gray wolf seemed to her as the only true friend. In her thoughts, she even vowed to give her life for him without regret if anything happened...
  a large river blocked their path. Meanwhile, the night reached its peak. Wolves in the forest began to howl... The lonely moon wolf stopped, drew in the air... closed his eyes..
  "I think I've arrived...." - he said.. the moon lowered its path to him across the water's surface... and the wolf easily jumped onto it and ran, like a tightrope walker.
  "and me?." - he heard from behind. The she-wolf stood on the ground, not daring to step onto the ghostly path.
  "you try too.... maybe.." - he also wanted her to succeed.
  the she-wolf stepped back, took a run and jumped onto the moon road, closing her eyes.... she own plummeted into the water, showering the wolf with a rain of splashes.
  "it means we'll have to part... it was pleasant traveling with you... maybe you'll manage someday too... but in general, every wolf has its own moon road..." - said the Lonely Moon Wolf, turned around and walked toward the Moon.
  The she-wolf climbed onto the shore, shook herself off and watched him for a long time, vowing to herself that one day she too would walk the moon road.
  and she ran.
  and she ran for a long time. And one day she met a young wolf who wanted to run with her. And when he asked where she was running, she answered "after the moon"...