I can't suicide myself, not yet. You wouldn't like it if I suicide
myself now and deprive you of a target to direct your post at.

I'm 25 years old, young, bright-minded, rude to some, ignorant to some,
but altogether, I haven't existed long enough to be utterly,
irretrievably dependant. Youth is an admirably passionate trait, don't
you think.

And Good may not be removed completely, because that would mean many
guilds less, and many Achaeans less. What will the Good people do? You
can't force them to be evil, because there is always the option of
self-removal. Otherwise, the suppressed Good fight. Fight. Events.
Controversy. Events. Yay.

Vice versa.

Now, I formally extend my apology to those people who kindly read this
post as they wouldn't not have to lose their precious doing it if it
wasn't for my pathetic self. I am sincerely sorry, because right now,
I'm wasting your time again. But Lord Malkuth Aristata made me do it!
*points accusingly*

And sorry to you too, Lord Malkuth Aristata, Knight of Mhaldor.

If none of you reply to me, I'll have nothing to say, and I'll promptly
vanish. But - you can't possibly resist this little bit of fun to
ridicule my opinions. Sheesh. In any case, don't let your blood pressure
and blocked arteries get the better of you.

Cheers.



Penned by my hand on the 24th of Miraman, in the year 351 AF.