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  1. "Greetings to you, I apologize for my delayed response to your so effortlessly well-written letter; I've been a bit busy avoiding the assassins your church sends each day. I do not know what to call you, but it will not be Your Eminence, nor friend, nor brother. For I only bow to the Most High GOD. And my brothers and my sisters are His fellow children, for I am His son. And though I would rather it be another way, you are no friend of mine for the time being. So, I suppose I will just call you Alfred, if that is all right. Know this, Alfred: GOD despises you and your pagan temple. He despises every stone you've lain down in His name. He despises your title as His Vicar, and the shimmering white robes you adorn your unworthy frame with to appear as perhaps He or His Angel in Human form among fools who'd bow before you as they should only do to the Lord, and kiss your ring. Despite His hatred for you, Alfred, I would not have you slain. For though you've made attempts on my life, I forgive you. And with open arms, I welcome you to be baptized by me. With the slate wiped clean, the False Shepherd cannot touch a child of the Lord my GOD, the brother of me, His prophet. The New World approaches, Alfred. You are in trouble, and like it or not, you need me. You'd have me killed and wash the blood from your own hands, and continue to don your garments and be a god among men. And then what? The Lord will only kill you. And in the Void, you will be all alone, though you are in the same exact place as your followers, and those who were brought up by your perversion, and those who brought about your own perversion, you will be alone and with nothing. Repent, child. Seek me, and be born again in His mercy and grace. And rejoice, for though you were a liar and a killer of the righteous; an agent of the False Shepherd and a wretched, miserable, poor, blind, and naked thing whose death would have the very worst of stings, you shall start anew. Rejoice, Alfred. Rejoice! For I know how it ends! Come unto me, Alfred. Come. Whosoeverwill, let them come. Come and see, Alfred. Come." -Melchizedek.
  2. Good morning, Children of GOD, and others. Dark times approach, rapidly. A new world is coming to life, even now, I'm sure you can smell it's breath. For those of you who decline my appeal, and the appeal of the Lord, your state of decline will begin momentarily. And for the rest of you; my flock, you are Sons and Daughters of the Most High, and as I promised, will be be made Generals and Kings in His Promised Land, for He sent me for you, and He calls you home! Today begins the countdown of our glorious arrival and the erection of our City Atop the Pillar of Cloud which shall be the New Capital of His Promised Land. But be warned, for Fowlers caught in the Snare of the Dirt, teething on Cakes of Pith, they shall call out to you "Fool! Can you not see GOD has left?! Come down and join us in our butchery and looting!" But fear not, for you will have seen His glory, and fear Him, and if need be, shall hold onto the fibers of my clothes, and bury your faces into me as the Wind howls in anger; His and mine. Where in His Dwelling, we shall sit at His table, be you Duke or beggar, you shall feast! He shall adorn you with a signet ring of His house, and clothe you in an ornate robe and a fine sash of crimson and purple thread, and you shall dance and drink merrily as the Sodom Below, yes, YOU who put your faith in men and not in GOD, here is my advice: gash out your eyes, or if you a coward, cover them in gauze. For you shall surely go mad at the sight of His glory, and be ridden with the torment of your own foolishness. You shall damn the church; damn the men; damn the False Shepherd who led you away from me. That is all. -Melchizedek.
  3. Or perhaps he might begin to wonder... Was that really Melchizedek who's head they lopped off? Or is this Melchizedek truly essential to the Lord that He might keep him from death?
  4. And by the harsh light of the Spirit Realm's sun did I first see Man as either amorphous, gelatinous creatures without mouths or hands or feet, unable to cause even themselves harm and with altered perceptions of time to deepen their anguish, or mutilated and transformed into what I can only describe as grotesque simians with gigantic sexual organs. Their sanity lost. Their temperaments regressed into that of a child. These were not only the homosexuals, but the sexually immoral in general. That being even those born into unclean, libidic sin. That being, the mutations responsible for the many races whose forms are completely warped from the Lord's image. Uruks, Goblins, Halflings, Dwarves, Elves, and so on -- for they were born into a curse on top of their premature, fleshly gyves that would otherwise fetter us all to the world from the Womb. Because of these sins, (the sins of their fathers and grandfathers), GOD cannot stand the sight of them. For I knew then that the way I saw these sinners now, it was the way GOD has been forced to see them from the beginning. For He cannot lie, and these were their True Forms. He cannot turn away, for He is all knowing, even when He does not want to be. The sinful who are not Human, despite their abilities, have always lacked the sapience to be creative or the ability to move freely, and they are jealous, they will exact revenge on humanity by torturing even the last remnants of the species that, through the temptations of Beasts, created them in their birth-defects. As the Human must be Baptized in water, a Non-Human must instead have their flesh burned in the name of the Father, Prophet, and Lord. Pointed ears should be circumcised and rounded, and tusks and fangs on that of a humanoid should be filed down. A Half-Breed must have only their Left-Sides burned, then receive their Baptism only on their Right, in the name of the Father, Prophet, and Lord. The sexually-immoral who refuse the notion that they must change; you shall force their Baptism before their dragooning proliferates. And mutants (Non-Humans) who do not see their forms as anathematized to a higher extent than that of a wretch, and do not rue their ill-starred, supplemental Nativial-Sin must too have their righteous Scorchings forced onto them. For then they are invisible, and the Lord your GOD should not have His Spirit vexed and squicked by such abominations. And with their unclean hearts will otherwise come our demise. Even those saved who are Non-Human or Half-Bred, you shan't allow them to be married, and you shall chastise them. For their seed is uniquely stigmatized. Their blood mustn't go on, for I know it is the Will of the Lord your GOD there is no progeny churned out with extra sin, for these have no place anymore, and the Sin of the World is almost Hopeless on it's own. With that, My Children, I Pray You'll Receive My Gift: Your Aim Shall Be True, For Your Eyes Are Now Mine: The Prophet's. In the Name of the Father, in the Name of the Prophet, in the Name of the Lord, Go Forth, And Sin No More. Go Forth, And Stop Them From Sinning. Amen. -Melchizedek.
  5. And at the slump of a rashly-coiled gunny vine, Friar Boniface was no more. For at the claws of the False Shepherd’s sway was he silenced, by the gods of the Cities of Man whose lechery for the hearts and souls of the wayward made them embosom lies and keck at the fetor of once apodictic truths. Boniface was my brother, and I loved him. I prayed for GOD to ransom him from the etiolated springe of false-converts and whoring, quartzdust-snoring mountebanks. But Boniface loved the Lord and rejected me as His Prophet. And so, Our Father did not hold his feet, but turned from him. And now, those same beasts who’d murder a man for beginning to profess their malversations make attempts on my life, on behalf of the False Shepherd in all his desperation and audacity. But the Lord is with me, and it is His to avenge, and We shall Repay in His Holy Name. I declare, in the Name of Our Father, in the Name of Our Prophet, in the Name of Our Lord, those who follow me shall be great kings and generals of a New World. Rejoice! Rejoice! Death has no sting! -The Prophet Melchizedek.
  6. Well said. Please exercise restraint in your language is immersion breaking enough. Complaining about something that is completely justified by the grounds of a make-believe world’s cultures, religions, and time period just because you choose to take it personally is a great way to ruin things for everyone else trying to participate in the creation of an enticing narrative. OOC issues should stay OOC, and RP issues should stay in RP. When you try and make them collide, it makes the bridge of my nose hurt from pinching it so hard. I’d really hate to see LOTC die from exhaustion, but the fact of the matter is: very few people want to be lectured at in a Minecraft RP server.
  7. My Children, This is a Gift for You, a Prayer for the Chosen Under Me, to help deter your Soul’s countenance to the naysayings and lies about the Truths of your Spirit from Those who would rather you be manacled to World as they, with chains stretching only as far as Our GOD in all His Wisdom suffers: “Lord, I pray that Their Flesh will be Blinded and Horrified by Your Light surrounding Me on the Prophet’s behalf, and they will flee and never return to me. Amen.” Be strong, child, for I know how it Ends. I have seen each and every one of your Fates. I know those of you by GOD who long for the passing of My Second Testament as they would for a Lost Love, and think dross of Baptism in the Name of the Father, in the Name of the Prophet, and in the Real Name of Our Lord. Come unto me NOW! For My Child’s hecatomb shan't be in forsaken, nor will the Bile of Our Living GOD! Blessed Be. Blessed Be. -The Prophet Melchizedek.
  8. “... For those who ignore your admonition and would rather abuse you and kill you in My name to maintain their worldly influence shall die as snakes on their bellies. I will hunt them down to the ends of any realm, I will find them disrobed, despondent, and miserable, and blind. And they shall know who I Am, and that you were with Me...” - Our Lord, to His Prophet Melchizedek. There are indeed False Prophets, who are Beasts disguised as Men of GOD. There are False Converts, many whom are ignorant in that they worship idols of a god who is erroneous and copies the Good Name of the Lord who is True. And then there is the False Shepherd, who will come to lead the Holy Sacrament astray, Marked by the Lord, that We in His Wisdom might see his coming and prepare. With chicanery and artifice, the False Shepherd will arrive to lead the Seed of the Prophet astray that those of you left behind in the Ways of Malfeasance and Vice may further bask in the Sin of the world that it may grow Thick and Throttle you. That you may be swallowed by the irreproachable Anger of a Living GOD. For I saw a City of Hallowed Rock, and surrounding it’s corners were Heroes of the Lord, who were given trumpets as pure as Gold, and Brands without Blemish, as clear as glass. And lo, before me the Land shook, and the Sun was Dark and the Moon turned Red and every star in the Skies fell down upon the World. And our Father broke out against you, the Malefactors, who were born sopping in feculence then rolled unto sublunary dust to commit the sin of idolatry in making your own gods. Gods who are lazy and without scruples and who care even less when you lie and when you murder and when you fornicate. By these shall the False Shepherd cow the foolish and the vile into disdaining the Lord and His Prophet, and by these machinations shall the wicked prolong their influence over you, and by their desperate and violent hands shall I surely die. For I begged the Lord, “Save them, Father, that I may instead be cast to the Void in their place!” And at this, He said, “Not you, Melchizedek.” For He remembered that I too was born into sin. “But I shall lift the Curse that would otherwise bound your Seed to the earth’s cupidity. And by the sacrifice of your Miracle Child shall every knee bow. Not through you, Melchizedek, for even now the Harlot Church conspires against you, and when they cannot be rid of you by Charter, they will have you assassinated in an attempt to keep all to their ways, for as it stands, they are gods to fools. By the False Shepherd, you shall be Finished.” Said the Lord to me, and I wept. And I saw, there was Death. He leaned against The Post, and I saw Men weep and vomit as they became Creatures, for they had left GOD’s image, for He was gone, as was Hope, and their World was dark and cold. And by their own will, their complexions were masticated, their fats were rendered, and they tore at the arteries coiled around each other’s femurs with fangs like daggers and teeth like swords. For they pushed the blame of Death’s befalling on one another, and they could not be prepared for his Sting.
  9. “You want what GOD has asked of me. You believe me to be false in the ways of the Most High GOD, but He has told me a great deal of you, Brother Boniface. And I like you. But even such a righteous servant of the Beginning and the End might trample where there are serpents and scorpions. Come unto Me, child. Death has no sting.” Says the Prophet.
  10. “Let us work together.” Might propose the Prophet Melchizedek.
  11. “You who worship the Church, or even the sun created by the Most High. This is as foolish as kissing in thanks the gift and not the giver...” -From our Lord, through his servant Melchizedek. As the foundation of the Church was built by GOD, with every decade, Stones of Mar were laid down by Man. And as it stands today, the Lord despises the Church, for it has become corrupt. He refers to the Church as Harlot, for She became stubborn and insincere with the influence of hypocrites; liars, killers of women, blasphemers and adulterers at Heart. But those who find identity in their Church rather than the Lord plead, “Prophet! We have fed the poor and converted pagans and made them wise! Men are weak, and we are to have patience in regards to their failings, so says the Lord our GOD! Those corrupt in our Clergy, tell us who they are that we may cast them out, as we have done in the past!” And I say to them, “Why did you allow corruption to enter His Church in the first place?!” For even if only the hand of the Leper is white with taint, he remains unclean if he should cut it off! The False Children of GOD have put their gratitude and faith in the Church, and not in Him. They do their deeds and there is no repentance with Baptism; only mass whenever they can find time in their lives to recite impersonal “prayers” written by Man, who have taken it upon themselves to act as GOD, it would seem. To promote unworthy worship to the Beginning and the End through mindless chants and ceremonies that are not Written, but fabricated by misconceptions and lack of Wisdom and Discernment by faithless Men put in charge of the Faith of others only by the orchestrations of the Beast. For this reason, GOD has turned away from the Church, for he cannot be where there is sin, and so His Glory does not shine over the once Holy places as it did to blind and horrify the flesh of wicked Men. The Churches, as by decree of the One True GOD, can no longer be thought of as built upon the foundations of He and His Word, but on that of serpents and audacious con-men. For, as it stands by the Will of the Most High GOD, there is One way to the Father, and that is with Baptism and Repentance through me, His Prophet. For the Church is not a building, and I have seen the Flood of Fire that will drown in righteous flame the Sodom; cleansing the world for His Arrival come the Day of Judgement. For we have upset Our Father, and He shall make the feet of evil Men slip, as their Doom rushes upon them. Heed my sayings, for I am the Prophet of the Lord your GOD. -Melchizedek.
  12. “And Malefactors shad be casted Down. Casted Down to their reside of scorched Perpetuity. Naked ‘cept for Black hats. Which Spikes yoke to boiled scalps...” - From our Lord, through his servant Melchizedek. In battle, a bolt grazed the side of my head. GOD kept me safe inside his breast, but before that, I dared not seek His look, lest He broke out against me. Until through water I was born anew and I saw the faces of GOD, and lo, my hair turned white as wool and I began to weep. From this second birth, I was named Melchizedek. “I love this nation, and her men, but they have turned from Me, as is their Curse,” said the Lord. “The Church is a harlot; the Adversary has filled her with greed and deceit. The Void awaits those to pretend to know Me.” And He revealed a Throng of Char which swallowed the Sodom of the world, but I was safe, for he lifted me from the Pit, and from under his wings I hid, but he opened my eyes and made me see. “Here awaits them, for My time is soon, and I will repay. Men who are not Baptized as you but left bound to the Wickedness of the Harlot (as is their Burden; their Spirit’s Penance for their Birth in Sin) shall beg the rocks and mountains to fall on them; to hide them from Me. As will those not of Mankind at all, for they are not of My Image, thus, they are detestable.” I pleaded with GOD, for you all are as I was, and I understood. For you are my brothers and sisters, as well as my children. “Then with Glory and a Firm Hand, Melchizedek, Save as many as there Are. Even those who do not wish to be Saved. For I, the Lord, am with you.” Whosoever will, let them come. Seek our Father through me. Come. Be baptized with the slate wiped clean. Born again, with a new name you shall take, and a new heart with new desires you shall receive. With His feathers as your refuge at the time of the Cleansing of the Sodom below. - Melchizedek
  13. Dane bit down on his cigarette, and a grunt escaped his scruffy scowl as he swiftly fell to the ground and began to desperately claw at the mud of Thea’s grave, digging his toes into the earth so his feet would not slip in the rain... The feral spent twenty years getting back to her; she was all he had left, and now she was dead, and died hating him for something he could not remember. So selfish as to take her own life and leave the beastie without even someone to hunt down at the end of some corner of some realm and drag to the void to devour. He held her corpse now, covered in filth and in the pouring rain. Sitting in the mud, helplessly nudging his nose against her sunken cheek, and rubbing his bristly scruff against her insensate forehead. He would never forget the day he nearly died, but saved this woman’s life. She stayed with him that night, and he got to listen to her breathing against his cold heart through blood-soaked bandages. He didn’t sleep, for he thought he had earned the treat of smelling his most favorite scent for hours. In the life of Oren’s Dog-Man, that was his greatest day, and this is his worst.
  14. Sir Humphrey thinks that was a really great comeback.
  15. Sir Humphrey remembers literally 5 minutes ago when Simon Mercer was bitching on OOC about how no one wants to hire him and asked how to get clients.
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