Recent Prayers
#2 — CiGaming
The Sanctified Pamp-Prayer of the Dragon’s Downfall Hear ye, hear ye, O gathered fellowship of block and chaos, who hath journeyed beyond mortal spawnpoint, into that void-cursed realm where Endermen glare like angry tax collectors. This day we declare a holy W, for the fell wyrm of darkness hath been bonked, yeeted, and absolutely ratio’d by our collective gremlin energy. Blessed be the swords that smote, the bows that somehow hit a crystal, and the souls who bravely perished because they thought “I can MLG this.” Grant mercy upon those who were launched skyward, ascending like holy baked potatoes, and returned to earth as experience confetti. Bestow grace upon our garments— be they armor, robes, or pamps— for battle is messy, and accidents were made. Let the dragon egg be not hoarded by the greediest among us, nor placed on a dirt pillar like some Walmart display. May the community remain united, sharing loot, snacks, and the occasional emotional support plushie. For teamwork is sacred, and hoarding is cringe. Keep our bases ungriefed, our farms untrampled, and our furnaces unlocked for the hoppers that hunger. And should another beast arise to challenge our dominion, let us charge once more with valor, crying unto the square heavens: "For glory, for friendship, for the divine right to be silly, and for the preservation of immaculate pamps!" So sworn, so spoken, so memed. Amen. Yeet. And yippee-kai-yay.
2025-12-06 02:33:29.409696
The Sanctified Pamp-Prayer of the Dragon’s Downfall Hear ye, hear ye, O gathered fellowship of block and chaos, who hath journeyed beyond mortal spawnpoint, into that void-cursed realm where Endermen glare like angry tax collectors. This day we declare a holy W, for the fell wyrm of darkness hath been bonked, yeeted, and absolutely ratio’d by our collective gremlin energy. Blessed be the swords that smote, the bows that somehow hit a crystal, and the souls who bravely perished because they thought “I can MLG this.” Grant mercy upon those who were launched skyward, ascending like holy baked potatoes, and returned to earth as experience confetti. Bestow grace upon our garments— be they armor, robes, or pamps— for battle is messy, and accidents were made. Let the dragon egg be not hoarded by the greediest among us, nor placed on a dirt pillar like some Walmart display. May the community remain united, sharing loot, snacks, and the occasional emotional support plushie. For teamwork is sacred, and hoarding is cringe. Keep our bases ungriefed, our farms untrampled, and our furnaces unlocked for the hoppers that hunger. And should another beast arise to challenge our dominion, let us charge once more with valor, crying unto the square heavens: "For glory, for friendship, for the divine right to be silly, and for the preservation of immaculate pamps!" So sworn, so spoken, so memed. Amen. Yeet. And yippee-kai-yay.
2025-12-06 02:33:29.409696
#1 — CiGaming
To the guardian of cubs small and silly, thank you for keeping us warm and safe. Bless this pack, our naps, our snacks, and our pamps that keep us cozy on long adventures. Guide us with gentle paws, bright eyes, and goofy smiles. Amen, rawr.
2025-12-05 03:01:55.069535
To the guardian of cubs small and silly, thank you for keeping us warm and safe. Bless this pack, our naps, our snacks, and our pamps that keep us cozy on long adventures. Guide us with gentle paws, bright eyes, and goofy smiles. Amen, rawr.
2025-12-05 03:01:55.069535