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Once upon a time in a time before there was time, wait. Wait, hold on, that's not right, time had been established..then..let me start over, all right?

..Actually, let's skip the beginning, the beginning is boring.

..okay that part's boring too..

..and that part..that part, that part there doesn't even make any sense, what was THAT about..

..oh, hey, I remember that, that was funny, but it has nothing to do with this particular..ah! Here we go.

And there came a time that darkness spread across the land, and greed was profligate, and the Clans and the Councils went hand in hand in a paroxysm of mutual backslapping and shared alcoholic beverages and probably at least a few nudge-winks-how's-your-mothers. Until one day! One bright and glorious day in the suburbs of Kittania there came two heroes who stood up and said NO MORE! of this corruption! NO MORE! of this bad-smelling badness that is bad! My mother is just FINE thank-you-very-much! GIVE US SOME OF THAT FOOD THAT SMELLS FANTASTIC.

AND THUS DID THE HEROES STAND UPON A SMALL PILE OF GARBAGE AND REVOLT. Well. Someone said they were revolting, but now that we stop to think upon it, that may have not been..quite..what..he meant..

BUT I DIGRESS. THERE THEY STOOD UPON THE BARIKADE, TWO HEROES OF HEROIC HERONESS, AND STOOD UP FOR THE PEOPLE, THE DOWNTRODDEN AND THE EVER-SO-SLIGHTLY FURRY, WHO DIDN'T REALLY NOTICE EXCEPT FOR THE THREE that pointed and laughed, now that we come to think of it..

..And the songs were sang, and the alcohol was dranken, and probably someone fell down and hit their head, it's always like that with those two, head injuries left and right and center, I swear it's like there's nothing in their heads at all..

BUT I DIGRESS AGAIN. THE REVOLUTION IT WAS GRAND. And afterwards, nobody wanted to clean up, there was all this stuff everywhere, so instead the land was claimed as a FREE AND PROPER REPUBLIC of Skidgeousness, and all was well and there were grand parties until a DIFFERENT DARKNESS DESCENDED UPON THE LAND AND LIKE A WAVE UNTO A SMALL ISLAND CONTAINING NOTHING MUCH BUT SOME COCONUTS, washed away the Dwellings.

And it was a year and a day and a very long time until time stopped and all was adrift and lost in a sea of timelessness and actually it was quite fun, but that's neither here nor there and then THE GREAT GOD CMJ lifted his hand over the land and said LET THERE BE DWELLINGS and there were dwellings! And the rejoicing, it was JOYOUS, and the complaints on the tail of the rejoicing, they were NOT SO JOYOUS because that's always the way, isn't it, with complaining and bugs and all that nonsense but IN ANY CASE DWELLINGS WERE RESTORED TO THE LAND

..and even though the hero of the Barikade was not on the Island at the time, continuity it'll get you every time I swear, the Barikade remembered and THUS WAS RESTORED,

in a manner that WILL NOT HOLD UP TO EXTENDED QUESTIONING,

one step SOUTHEAST of Kittania, and let it be known unto the land that it is PUBLIC AND OPEN AND FREE TO ALL

WITH PLENTY OF BEDS and NO BOOTING.

~fin~

 
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