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Act II may be found here.

Sometimes, no matter how hard you try, no matter how well you apply yourself and how honest and dedicated you there is simply nothing quite like a little nudge from a friend, dare I say, a little honest to eGod nepotism. This is how it went for me when my plane landed in eSouth Korea…


My Awesome Avatar from the Theo Days

Gráinne had been accepted into Theocracy weeks ahead of me. Her acceptance differed in mine in one very important way; Theocracy asked her to join… not the other way around…

But, as stated in the opening paragraph, having friends in high places is a good thing. I’m sure it was her good word that got me into the ranks so quick. Theocracy is a much-misunderstood group by many in my opinion. Most who have no idea and consider them to be a PTO group. Others who have a slightly better understanding (or have skimmed the wiki) think they are devotees of Dioism…

In my opinion, none could be further from the truth…

They, are, in fact (as far as fact is my opinion) one of the few groups of people who understand how to play this game to it’s absolute penultimate. They utilize all aspects of it. From Strength, to War, to Political intrigue and trolling they jam the hell out of this game and get their money’s worth. To call them fringe Dioists is to miss the point. To call them PTO’ers is to completely dodge the subject.



A Note on Political Take Overs and Bots

PTO: The dread acronym that incites panic in the populace and fear in the hearts of candidates everywhere. Whether internal PTO of a party or external threat of a BotNation, it is a very scary thing.

But is it wrong?

Morally? That is based upon personal judgment, and I’ll not try to affect the morals of my gentle readers too much, but by game standards? Not really. PTO is a lesser understood Art of eWar. Yes, eRep discourages (poorly) cheaters; I have no love for Bot’s, Multis, Zombies, what have you. I dislike thieves, scammers and RageQuittingJerks (RQJ to coin a'nym) even more.

But this game is based on social interaction via Politics, War, Intrigue, Economics and Media. PTO’s involve all of those things. If Pdiddy were still around (though at 100% health, he has been silent for quite a while) he would thrash me up and down over the idea of PTO as he has defended (as many of us have) when the threat became real. His personal stake in this is greater, as he was eSwiss when Theocracy took over the land of Precise Time Pieces, Good Pocket Knives and Holy Cheese.

Would I defend against PTO of eIReland? Damn right I would. I'd even counter PTO (already have) Or the more PC term, Anti-PTO just as adamantly as I would shoot eBrits that dared to cross the Irish Sea. Would I take part in a PTO? Perhaps. I have not yet, but if the right reason came forth with only human players involved, I see no real reason not to. It’s war. Plain and Simple.

[End Note]




Back to Business

If you have read this far seeking insight and secrets in regards to Theocracy, I am sorry to disappoint. Though I no longer scream Silent Leges Inter Arma! when I let slip my personal Dog’s of War, I’m no rat. I do not speak out of school where once I swore an oath. Just as if I were to ever leave these fair shores again, Éire has nothing to fear of me blabbing and I shall not blab about Theocracy.

At the risk of digression, I’ll tell you that shortly after I got my arse off Gráinne’s couch in eSeoul and got my own place, I was followed (I should say, Gráinne was followed) by my good silent (dying I fear) friend Gordongekko, Bradums (R.I.P), Rollo Tommasi, and my main man in Gonzo Glory, H. S Thomspon.

I was fortunate enough to be immediately assigned to Eta Force, THA, outfitted with whatever I needed to make Field Marshal and put to work. I was surrounded by the most intelligent, intense, poetic and razor sharp warriors I have yet to encounter. I was graced to participate in the most witty and chaotically organized trolling operations ever seen. I danced amid fire on battlefields where the enemy was beset on all sides by the Crescent and Cross working in tandem like the very sun and moon dancing about our fair Lapis Pearl.

I was honored to be initiated into the supply corps by the Mighty Calangao, to receive his immeasurable economic teachings and carry them with me.

In short, I got to play with the most intense group of bad asses seen in the eWorld to that day.




Hobson’s Choice

One day my good friend and former protégé was elected President of eIreland. Edana Savage kept in touch with me throughout her first run at CP. And as her second loomed, the reality of war with the eUK became fact rather than mere pipe dream or boogieman. I literally had no choice.

I regretfully tendered my resignation to Theocracy and moved home. In so doing I lost many friends in Theocracy and faced the scorn and distrust of many here at home in eIreland when I reached her shores. This was compounded when Edana asked me to assume the role of Vice President of eIreland when she and her then current VP (Darragh O Faolain) disagreed on pivotal policy.

Abrupt stop... out of words for tonight...

We’ll save The War, The Dáil and the Doh! for for Act IV.


Stealing Don Draper back from Gormley one .jpg at a time...