✟DEUS✟ Boersonn
Frederich Svenson   Northern Cape, South Africa
 
 
I am a wily adonis, a Boer whose adept in the use of farming accoutrements. Able to heft pitchfork, chisel and bible with ease. Let none of the stygian pillagers, with nowt but plunder and malice in their hearts be able to reign supreme and encroach upon my native land.

Save South Africa, remove the kaffir! Proud citizen of Orania, working for freedom!
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I wager that all of you, at least those on the glorious continent of Oceania have heard of the Mordhau clan SPQR. Renowned for their zeal and tenacity in copulating with horses, they are a force to reckoned with. As quoted by SPQR’s leader himself, they “s
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I see you gather before me... hungry... terrified... Clutching your babes to your breast. The degenerate empire known as SPQR has marched its legions into our lands... Laid siege to every fortress from here to the Blue Mountains. Rabid and ravenous, it bit
Why The Boer Fights
We fight, for the legacy of the old that has been scourged.
For the veterans of old who have been stripped of all hope and integrity.
For the children, who are yet to be born and are being prepared for an age of anguish and woe.
We fight to bring about a new era, an age of unity and tradition.


Stir not the bitterness in the cup that I mixed for myself,' said Denethor. 'Have I not tasted it now many nights upon my tongue, foreboding that worse lay in the dregs?

Like a river carves the valley
And the oak tree dulls the ax
Like the moss tears down the palace
While the fallen turn to grass
Like the storms distant warning
By a ripple on the shore
Babylon is falling is falling is falling
Babylon is falling to rise no more

A captured pirate was brought before Alexander the Great. “How dare you molest the sea?” asked Alexander. “How dare you molest the whole world?” the pirate replied, and continued: “Because I do it with a little ship only, I am called a thief; you, doing it with a great navy, are called an emperor."
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Corrupt 30 dec 2024 om 13:40 
thanks for putting your disability on display
✟DEUS✟ Boersonn 30 dec 2024 om 0:15 
The gentle lustre I emanate is nowt more than pure and unvarnished patriotism, that enswathe all I encounter. Cower afore me and watch as your quibbles flutter and wane afore the kindling tempest of fire and war.
Corrupt 22 dec 2024 om 0:52 
you radiate autism
✟DEUS✟ Boersonn 19 dec 2024 om 6:35 
And what are my actions? Have I perhaps blowtorched a pet thrall of yours, afore your very eyes, whilst prancing about and cackling in unvarnished, untrammeled glee?
Shiroi #Shaman 6 dec 2024 om 3:06 
Your actions speak louder than words.
✟DEUS✟ Boersonn 5 dec 2024 om 21:25 
Pray tell Edwin, what is wrong with Suid Afrika?