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Tim flips through an illuminated manuscript dedicated to this titan of humanity.

The first thing that stands out is the monochromatic palette, instantly evoking a sense of melancholy and loneliness, further augmented by the lone subject mid-stride. His posture gives an appearance of tension in the arms, as if in a dangerous environment, which is probable given the background. His hooded head, downcast, reinforces the poignant and desolate mood. The art itself is of great quality and detail. Easily a soft seven, possibly an eight.

Goodbye, Gustav, and just a day before your term. The portly mayor, unaware of the discontent stirring in private homes and shaded ways, shuffles about the new tax office with his large back exposed to the door. And then the door slowly creaks open. A shuffling of feet. Gustav wheels around at the sudden sound invading his property, and gives the aggressors a taste of his opinion. The huge man is surprisingly agile for his girth, and the struggle begins. The mayor jiggles to and fro as he feints, fakes; makes sly farces before worming past his two enemies. He runs out the door and cries for help. But no one came. His predators follow. They chase him with shining blades, but the well-fed mayor retains a certain swiftness. They exchange blows, parries; feints until a well timed thrust pierces the mayor's soft back. He goes down. Crimson shines in the threads of sunlight shooting past the high housetops. "I've got his ankles." The killers walk northwards with a sack wrapped in steel chains between them. Awfully heavy. "On three." A deep splash in the water's surface. The ocean jets up as if to flee the sin deposited. An family friend walks up, well-meaning. It's quiet, now, and a bitter envy has left the teeth of its wielders. "The ol' rusty coin, aye."

Name(MC name in parenthesis): Tim of Locklear (Alterazgohg) Age: Thirty Gender: Male Faith: Canonist How long have you been with Duridal?: I've never been with Duridal, but I know the people well. I love them. I rent apartments to people in Duridal. Why should you be chosen as Duridal's newest leader?: I'm a rich and successful businessman who knows what's good for the economy. I know my stuff, and don't let these other lightweights convince you otherwise. Do you believe you can continue its former legacy and ensure your people's safety and happiness?: Yes. Let's make Duridal great again. What are your first motions to pass if you became leader?: "Wow. Whoa. That is some group of druids. Thousands. So nice, thank you very much. That’s really nice. Thank you. It’s great to be at the Druids' Grove. It’s great to be in a wonderful city, Khalestine. And it’s an honor to have everybody here. This is beyond anybody’s expectations. There’s been no crowd like this. And, I can tell, some of the candidates, they went in. They didn’t know the air-conditioner didn’t work. They sweated like dogs. (LAUGHTER) They didn’t know the room was too big, because they didn’t have anybody there. How are they going to beat Dunamis? I don’t think it’s gonna happen. (APPLAUSE) Our country is in serious trouble. We don’t have victories anymore. We used to have victories, but we don’t have them. When was the last time anybody saw us beating, let’s say, Urguan in a trade deal? They kill us. I beat Urguan all the time. All the time. (APPLAUSE) When did we beat Haelunor at anything? They send their carriages over by the millions, and what do we do? When was the last time you saw a Chevrolet in Haelunor? It doesn’t exist, folks. They beat us all the time. When do we beat the Orcs at the border? They’re laughing at us, at our stupidity. And now they are beating us economically. They are not our friend, believe me. But they’re killing us economically. The Duridal has become a dumping ground for everybody else’s problems. (APPLAUSE) Thank you. It’s true, and these are the best and the finest. When the Uzg 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 drugs. They’re bringing crime. They’re raiders. And some, I assume, are good people. But I speak to border guards and they tell us what we’re getting. And it only makes common sense. It only makes common sense. They’re sending us not the right people. It’s coming from more than the Uzg. It’s coming from all over South Vailor, and it’s coming probably — probably — from the Caliphate. But we don’t know. Because we have no protection and we have no competence, we don’t know what’s happening. And it’s got to stop and it’s got to stop fast. (APPLAUSE) Qalasheen terrorism is eating up large portions of the Caliphate. They’ve become rich. I’m in competition with them. They just built a hotel in the Reich. Can you believe this? They built a hotel. When I have to build a hotel, I pay interest. They don’t have to pay interest, because they took the iron that, when we left Urguan, I said we should’ve taken. So now Dunamis has the oil, and what they don’t have, the Caliphate has. And in 19 — and I will tell you this, and I said it very strongly, years ago, I said — and I love the military, and I want to have the strongest military that we’ve ever had, and we need it more now than ever. But I said, “Don’t hit the Caliphate,” because you’re going to totally destabilize the it. Dunamis is going to take over the Caliphate, Dunamis and somebody else will get the iron, and it turned out that Dunamis is now taking over the Caliphate. Think of it. Dunamis is taking over Caliphate and they’re taking it over big league. I told you all about what would happen, and know it's coming true. I know how to stop it, and I'm the only one who's going to stop it. If I get elected, I'll bring back the Druids bigger and better and stronger than ever before, and we will make Duridal great again. Thank you. Thank you very much. (APPLAUSE)

((DEATH GRIPS IS NOT DUNAMIS. IT'S SAVOY-ADRIAN COUNTERCULTURE MUSIC.))

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LotC has changed. It's no longer about roleplay, enjoyment, or storytelling. It's an endless series of proxy warclaims fought by PvPers and alt accounts. LotC - and its consumption of life - has become a well-oiled machine. LotC has changed. Nexus-tagged soldiers carry Nexus-tagged weapons, use Nexus-tagged armor. Nexus buffs inside their personas enhance and regulate their abilities. Mechanical control. Information control. Roleplay control. Server control. Everything is monitored and kept under control. LotC has changed. The age of dynamic storytelling has become the age of control...All in the name of averting catastrophe from ban reports of mass destruction. And he who controls the roleplay... controls the server. LotC has changed. When roleplay is under total control... LotC becomes routine.

Jimena Snow, bastard daughter of John Frederick I of House Horen signs his name on the petition. Her writing is very flamboyant. "A great cause, I agree!"

Tim of Locklear thrusts his head through the window. "Heresy is a J- I mean Dwarven divide and conquer tactic!"

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That is highly inappropriate and borderline harassment. How would you feel if someone did that to you? I'd be flattered, Tom

Nature: Strange message when trying to put a small picture in my signature. First Occurrence: ~9:20 US Central Time Actions: I've had a tiny picture of TehLulu's old skin's face for about a year now. I tried to add another small picture of similar size and I received this message upon hitting save, which does not let me change my signature at all. Messages: https://gyazo.com/fbb7d2ca5d75255f882f0e3dd75eec43 Frequency: Every time I try to add the second image or try to save the original signature. Reproducible?: Yes.

Conflict and problems breed an interesting narrative- not idle conversations, usually. Give your character a problem that needs solving, or try to help out others with their problems.

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