Warning: This Is a Custom Event that Did Not Happen, The Date Is 17th of April 1944 Near The Delta of Trat River In Thailand, This is The Gulf of Thailand Campaign, You Can Choose if you Want to Be British, Indian, Australian, Vanuatuan or New Zealandian, You are In a Landing Boat, There are Cannons & Machineguns On the Beach And It's Filled with Thai and Japanese soldiers, It's a Run Uphill, Over 19,000 Soldiers In Landing Boats Going to the Beach, for Most of Them The Fate Is Sealed, You Can Choose your Rank and Class (Sniper, Support, Medic and Other) Even Though This Landing is Supposed to Miserably Fail, you can change that, or Go By the Script

You are On the BRC-Quaterinus, Sleeping There For 5 Nights, Your Peers Have Gone to Level 7 But No Signal Came From them, Will you Go For Them? Or Stay In Level 427 Parts of the Level Include: The Ruthless Selva (Inner Jungle) The Expansive Azure (Beaches) The Shattered Chasms (Rock Forms) Events: Water Spouts (Tornadoes/Cyclones) Super Monsoons (Heavy Rain & Wind) Halcyonight (Bright Star-filled Skies) Tribes: Shack Settlers & Chasm Watchers

This Is Dimension O, Wildlife? Lurkers, Snatchers, Meat Vultures,Void Ravens, Runner Monsters, Mimics ,Bloodshot Lizard Creatures, Big Void Lobsters & The Passed, You Must Find a Purple Vortex Or Glitched Parts of the Dimension to Escape, It Is Extremely Unstable (Created by Me out of Boredom, Do Whatever You Want, And Be Whoever/Whatever you Want, You Can Even Be Doomslayer and Kill out the Beasts if you Want)

This Is Lyckety Splyt, You're B-Rabbit, He Finished His Turn, Now It's your Turn to Rap, Literally From 8 Mile, Voice Is Goofy No Need to Mind it

You're On The Start of the 1997 Rap Olympics, Now It's your Turn to Rap, Choke out, Get Disqualified, Win the Competition, Your Forté

You're at the 1997 Rap Olympics, Trying to Rap It Up, Inspired Sort of By 8 Mile, He Goes First To Rap, Either Get Some Lyrics Into your Head Or Choke out, This Ain't For Losers (My First Talkie Vato)