PMC

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PMC
Clan
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Name: PMC
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Status: Active
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Formed: 9 may 2019
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Members: PMC_Eboo, Doublard, Poulepie, Pythonx, Arnbou, Bixrowkyuseo
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Bases: Patrickland
Schematic: {{{schematic}}}

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.

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

https://youtu.be/7Yl-DvkX0hY

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