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Eukara Vox -> I Urge you - Zorbakian Issue 1 (4/1/2009 0:16:45)
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I Urge You
Friends (well, not really), Battleonians, Countrymen; lend me your ears (and your hearts, livers, possibly a kidney or two... I need the raw materials for my work). I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him... and most definitely not to dig him back up and re-animate him when you're not looking so he can be the new commander of my Undead Legions.
When, in the Course of Moglin events, it becomes necessary for one Moglin to dissolve the political bonds which have connected him with another (not to mention dissolving a few of his enemies with his ebil powers...), and to assume among the powers of Necromancy, the separate and equal (well, more accurately superior) station to which the Laws of Necromancy and mastery of Necromantic Forces entitle him, a decent respect to the opinions of mankind (hmmm... but I don't really respect mankind, or its silly opinions...) requires that he should declare the causes which impel him to the separation (Or in layman's terms: I'm tired of being the whipping boy around here, and it's time to do somethig about it!).
Four score and seven months ago (give or take a few months) our programmers brought forth, upon this server, a new game, conceived in Flash, and dedicated to the proposition that all moglins are created equal (though some of us are more equal then others...).
For I have a dream. A dream that one day, the children of former Paladins and the children of former Necromancers will be able to kneel together before the throne of Zorbak and unite in servitude beneath his Iron Fist.
We hold these truths to be self-evident... that all Undead are created equal, and that they are endowed by their creator (Me!) with certain unalienable rights; that amoung these are undeath, servitude, and the pursuit of anyone I choose to send them after.
Let me assert my firm belief that the only thing we have to fear is fear itself (well, that and Carnax, The'Galin, Xan, Drakkonan...) -- nameless, unreasoning, unjustified terror which paralyzes needed efforts to convert retreat into advance. Oh, and also hungry geckos...
The time has come for you all to ask not what Zorbak can do for you, but what you can do for Zorbak.
Thank you for your time.
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