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So. I don't want this account anymore, because of username reasons.
Sorry for anyone watching.
However, I will be moving to...
Sorry for anyone watching.
However, I will be moving to...
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Chapter 1 - [HEROL]
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Jamie Spinetti is about to die.
There are several good reasons for this.
Seventeen of those would be the multiple contusions, abrasions, and bruies he has acquired from the events of the past few hours.
Nine of them would be the assorted broken bones-two of which are ribs, three of which are in his arms- one for the left, one for the right.
The other four may be classified in the carpals and tarsals regions, along with their smaller derivatives, but these are not the chief factors in Mr. Spinetti's eventual and inevitable expiration, as Mr. Spinetti is healing himself at an astonishing and alarming rate- the dislocated shoulder and catastrophic internal bleeding may indeed help him shuffle along at a quicker pace, but the greatest, and ultimately the most important reason, is that Mr. James Isaac <expunged> Spinetti, is currently hanging off a cliff edge by one broken foot, to a rope that is slowly, but surely coming undone.
Needless to say, he's in a bit of a situation. Let's get back to him later.
Now for a little bit of history.
The Argentum Empire was doing rather well up until the Incident. It had just begun to settle in its third century of reigning, fluffing up the pillows, chilling the ice, executing the occassional rebel- life was good. The current ruler, Xeniophilus the Great Seventeenth, had just (captured) negotiated unconditional trade relations with New Mombasa, finally including it into their (territory) sphere of influence after five months of (awesome laser fights) aggresive negotiations, a (reich) sphere, which at the time included the United Eurasian Republic, a large chunk of the Soviet States, the South Union of America, and a small town in Australia.
Life was coming along very nicely for the subjects of the Argentum Empire.
At least, the male subjects.
The ones over twenty-one, anyway.
If they owned a house.
And were married. And voted, of course.
And gone through Second College.
And made more than a hundred thousand pesos a month.
In short, about a little more than ten percent of the population led a happy and well-adjusted life.
It didn't take that much to tip the 90 percent over into a full-scale revolt, destroying more than 15 billion credits worth of the Empire's infrastructure and properties in less than two months.
There are several good reasons for this.
Seventeen of those would be the multiple contusions, abrasions, and bruies he has acquired from the events of the past few hours.
Nine of them would be the assorted broken bones-two of which are ribs, three of which are in his arms- one for the left, one for the right.
The other four may be classified in the carpals and tarsals regions, along with their smaller derivatives, but these are not the chief factors in Mr. Spinetti's eventual and inevitable expiration, as Mr. Spinetti is healing himself at an astonishing and alarming rate- the dislocated shoulder and catastrophic internal bleeding may indeed help him shuffle along at a quicker pace, but the greatest, and ultimately the most important reason, is that Mr. James Isaac <expunged> Spinetti, is currently hanging off a cliff edge by one broken foot, to a rope that is slowly, but surely coming undone.
Needless to say, he's in a bit of a situation. Let's get back to him later.
Now for a little bit of history.
The Argentum Empire was doing rather well up until the Incident. It had just begun to settle in its third century of reigning, fluffing up the pillows, chilling the ice, executing the occassional rebel- life was good. The current ruler, Xeniophilus the Great Seventeenth, had just (captured) negotiated unconditional trade relations with New Mombasa, finally including it into their (territory) sphere of influence after five months of (awesome laser fights) aggresive negotiations, a (reich) sphere, which at the time included the United Eurasian Republic, a large chunk of the Soviet States, the South Union of America, and a small town in Australia.
Life was coming along very nicely for the subjects of the Argentum Empire.
At least, the male subjects.
The ones over twenty-one, anyway.
If they owned a house.
And were married. And voted, of course.
And gone through Second College.
And made more than a hundred thousand pesos a month.
In short, about a little more than ten percent of the population led a happy and well-adjusted life.
It didn't take that much to tip the 90 percent over into a full-scale revolt, destroying more than 15 billion credits worth of the Empire's infrastructure and properties in less than two months.
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Devious Journal Entry
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Sup.
First journal post here, and I'm hoping I can make more than one this time.
To everyone who might be watching, hi!
I draw random stuff. Probably some Homestuck on there, once I learn how to draw people. Expect no amount of quality at all, thank you for visiting.
First journal post here, and I'm hoping I can make more than one this time.
To everyone who might be watching, hi!
I draw random stuff. Probably some Homestuck on there, once I learn how to draw people. Expect no amount of quality at all, thank you for visiting.
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