PMC
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PMC | |
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Clan | |
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Name: PMC | |
Status: Active | |
Formed: 9 may 2019 | |
Members: PMC_Eboo, Doublard, Poulepie, Pythonx, Arnbou, Bixrowkyuseo | |
Bases: Patrickland |
PMC is a clan created in may, 2019 by PMC_Eboo, the group, consisting of 3 players at the time, Doublard, Poulepie and PMC_Eboo, quickly gathered some ressources before entering the nether for a long journey. After a few IRL days, when they exited the nether after surviving on mushrooms stews, they established their first base, Patrickland, and were joined by Pythonx, Arnbou and Bixrowkyuseo. In this group, the main builder is Bixrowkyuseo, who built PMC's mansion all by himself, while the other members focused on gathering ressources and creating farms.
History
PMC was created by irl friends and became quickly the most powerful group of simpvp because of the ingenuity and versatility of each member. The minecraft knowledge of every player allowed to this group an high dangerousity for other random player.
By many guerrilla actions, PMC conquer an important strategic position and even if the most part of simpvp players ignor PMC, PMC are controling there minds.
Relationship
Despite the kill on Javelinfury by PMC_Eboo and Doublard, PMC does not consider him an enemy, as he was simply the only one in the pvp world at the time who was a possible target, as he did not have a totem of undying in his left hand.
Anthem of PMC
Lyrics
Расцветали яблони и груши,
Поплыли туманы над рекой.
Выходила на берег Катюша,
На высокий берег на крутой.
Выходила, песню заводила
Про степного, сизого орла,
Про того, которого любила,
Про того, чьи письма берегла.
Он ты, песня, песенка девичья,
Ты лети за ясным солнцем вслед.
И бойцу на дальнем пограничье
От Катюши передай привет.
Пусть он вспомнит девушку простую,
Пусть услышит, как она поет,
Пусть он землю бережет родную,
А любовь Катюша сбережет.
Расцветали яблони и груши,
Поплыли туманы над рекой.
Выходила на берег Катюша,
На высокий берег на крутой.
translation
Apples and pears were blossoming
Mist on the river floating
On the bank Katyusha stepped out
On the high steep bank
Stepped out, started a song
About one grey steppe eagle
About her loved one
Whose letters she cherished
Oh song, maiden's song
Fly towards the clear sun
And to the warrior on a far away border
Bring Katyusha's greeting
May he remember this simple maiden
And hear her singing
May he save our motherland
And love, Katyusha will save
Motto
One is okay, two is too much