Steam's Number 1 Community Group is now recruiting !!!*

*Steam's number 1 group according to me.

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Joining

Rules

Make sure these are read before joining:

1. You shall not marry your wife's sister

2. Do not become a shrine prostitute

3. You shall not eat eagles, vultures, black vultures, red kites...Asian babies...and finally, pussies. Cats that is.

4. If you suspect your wife is cheating, you shall bring her to a priest, who will milk her

5. Don't cut your hair nor shave.

6. If two men are fighting and the wife of one of them comes to rescue her husband from his assailant, and she reaches out and seizes him by his private parts, you shall cut off her hand. Show her no pity.

7. If your eye offends you, pluck it out

Join HERE, if you not part of the Mexican drug cartel.
I shall most likely do a series of giveaways at every 500 members, which means one is coming right up, in time for the Summer Sale!
We also love strategy games.

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What we are

Here is a small sample of our creed. Extract is from our holy book, The Al-Torible:
"The world has changed. I feel it in the games. I feel it in Steam. I smell it in the stores. Much that once was is lost. For none now live who play it. It began with the forging of the Strategy genre. Three were given to the Paradox, immortal, wisest and fairest of all developers. Seven to the Relic Lords, great developers and craftsmen of the "craft" halls. And nine, nine were gifted to the race of Blizzard, who above all else desired to take the lives of young adults (WoW). For within these developers was bound the strength and will to govern each race.

But they were all of them deceived for another ring was made. In the land of UK, West Sussex, in the fires of Horsham, the darks of Infinity Ward forged in secret a master company, to control all others and into this company, he poured his cruelty, his malice, and his will to dominate all life. One company to rule them all.
One by one the free lands of Strategy gaming fell to the power of Infinity Ward. But there were some who resisted. A last alliance of gamers and average-american-Joes marched against the armies of Infinity Ward and on the slopes of SteamGifts, they fought for the freedom of Strategy gaming. Victory was near but the power of Infinity Ward could not be undone. It was in this moment when all hope had faded that ----insert your name----, son of ----insert father's name, in event of adoption/lesbian parents, insert stereotypical Anglo-Saxon name: John---- , took up his father's Steam group... Infinity Ward, the enemy of the free peoples of Strategy gaming was defeated.

The company passed to Atlanteanrs, who had this one chance to destroy Evil forever. But the hearts of men are easily corrupted (F#ck me right?). And the company of power has a will of its own. It betrayed Atlanteanrs to his death. And some things that should not have been forgotten were lost. History became legend, legend became myth and for two and a half thousand years, the company passed out of all knowledge until, when chance came, it ensnared a new bearer. The company came to the creature Grammar Gamers who took it deep into the tunnels of the misty mountains and there it consumed him. The company brought to GrammarGamers unnatural long life. For five hundred years, it poisoned his mind. And in the gloom of Grammar Gamers's group, it waited.

Darkness crept back into the games of the world. Rumour grew of a shadow in the East, whispers of a nameless fear and the company of power perceived its time had now come. It abandoned Grammar Gamers. But something happened then the ring did not intend. It was picked up by the most unlikely creature imaginable: "you", "you" of the planet Earth. For the times will soon come when earthlings will shape the fortunes of all..."

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if the use of my humour offends anyone, I do apologise, please message me on Steam and I will resolve this as soon as possible.