TRUE Masters of Phoenix, it is time we return!
We are Family, we stick through thick and thin.
When the Wasteland sends its people, they're not sending their best. They're not sending you. They're not sending you. They're sending people that have lots of problems, and they're bringing those problems with us. They're bringing luddism. They're bringing law. They're techno-fiddlers. And some, I assume, are good people.
As we all know, we were never that many. But we were always two things:
We stuck together for each other.
We were the Best.
Unlike our enemies, we did not hide behind a horde of cannonfodder.
Remember those good times, when we travelled together through the core, how our bullets would bore through our enemies' bodies? I remember those good times, doing Family Crack, playing High-Middle-Low with Steve, hunting down bluesuit vtecs, fighting great wars against our foes and proving our mettles.
These times can come back again! They WILL come back! For we are returned!
Let us fight together for FAMILY!
Make Family Great Again!