Fairy tale about a talking clone

Day 898, 10:12 • Published in Serbia Hungary • by montaigne
This is the true story of a multi-clone, who started to talk and walk. Like in the fairy tales.

Day1

We all came to the world just too early. My mother aborted me. Actually she aborted all of us at the same time. She did not love me, she did not nurse me, she did not talk to me. I even do not know who she was, because she deleted me from her Friend list. Probably I was just an unwanted outcome of a disco encounter. I donno.

But luckily I got a father. I was so happy to have him. My daddy is a skilled computer technician and he is creating random email accounts 12 hours a day. He was the person, who created the Email account and all the personal data related to me. He is a good man. At least I think so.

Unlike my 99 brothers, who were silent, I tried to explore the world around me.



I have seen, how other kids around the world are growing up.



How they are starting to work under the eyes of their comerades.

[img]http://www.maribelcaves.com/kids%20working.JPG[/img]

I asked my daddy, why I can’t get a keyboard, why I cannot work like all the other kids aroud the world. He became nervous and answere😛
-Look, a talking clone! I have never seen anything like this before!

And he told, that I should not work, becasue my wellness drops down and I need that for travelling and fight. He also told, that I would have done a deficit if I worked, so I better don’t work, I just need to stay in his company so that he has exactly 10 workers, granting him maximum level of productivity. Daddy told me, that the less I do, the more money he makes.

-But how can I gain life experience if I cannot work?

Later he also explained me, that it is no point for me to improve myself, to train or to work, since I am going to die anyway in few days, maybe even few hours, depends on the banhammer.



I asked what a banhammer means and he tol😛 "you will see". I know something…I don’t want to die. But he kicked me out to the battlefield.

[img]http://www.theclimatescam.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/04/rosie-child-soldier.JPG[/img]

He told, I should liberate Budapest from Hungarians. I donno where Budapest is, and why it needs to be liberated, but I was so happy to do something finally. My daddy told, that I can hit as hard as 3 damage points at a time. So I did it. 6 times. I got wounded and I had to find my way to the hospital. Alone. He has just forgotten me on the battlefield, since he had my 99 brothers to care as well.

I asked my daddy, why are so many children fighting? But he did not reply. I also asked why I cannot fight at least with some small guns while he has huge Q5 guns. But he did not reply.
I also asked why I don’t have an avatar (actually neither of my 99 brothers has) but he told, that he run out of fancy avatars 2 weeks ago and it is too much trouble to google, download, save, browse and upload and it is pointless to bother doing it just for the last two days of my life.

-Daddy…if I have to die, please honour me and upload an avatar in my memory.

Day2.

Daddy did not give me food today. He told, that it is just too expensive.
I could not train today. Daddy was nervous and was yelling about damn captchas. What is a captcha?
Daddy sent me back to liberate Budapest from the Hungarians. I got wounded again. He did not care, but I found the hospital on my own. I don’t feel too good Daddy.

I asked my daddy what life means. He told that it is the time period between 0 and 36 experience points. I think he was just joking. I mean he has 4444 experience points, which is much more than 36.

Day3

Daddy told me, that time has come. He sent me back to Budapest AGAIN. Why this Hungarians do not want to be liberated? I hit the wall as hard as I could, like my daddy told me to do. But at least I could see Daddy smiling. He told me: little troublemaker, you made me 10 Golds today, I only need you for maybe one more day for the elections. And from 5 Gold he has purchased 1 PKR on the monetary. And he was happy, I donno why. 5 Gold worth much more than 1 PKR, but he was still very happy.

Finally I got an avatar. It was about „Vote for” someone. And there were just two colours in the background. But finally it was something coloured not just that boring grey, so this time I did not have to fight like naked.

Tomorrw I will ask daddy how can I have a newspaper? I have seen my daddy is a very big society builder, he has many many trophy-s. I want to be a society builder as well!
And how can I have an avatar of my choice?
Why did he took away my money and how can I make my own money? Am I ever going to have a Q1 house? And why I am not allowed to work? Daddy, may I ever run for Presidency?

Day4

Today I found my daddy dead with a red strip under his name. All my brothers and sisters were dead as well. The person, who killed my family smiled to me and tol😛
-Look, a talking clone! I have never seen anything like this before.



He wished me good luck. What’s gonna happen with me now?

Dear citizens of eRepublik, I appeal to you: Stop cheating!
Stop creating and killing e-babies!
As a grown up person will you ever confess to your children that you have cheated?


UPDATE 1: Hungarian translation / Magyarul made by Poofee

UPDATE 2: Romanian translation / Limba Romana made by the Moldavian President Lady Indra. Please vote!

UPDATE 3: I appealed to the citizens of eRepublik from Argentina to Venezuela. And this article is not mentioning Poland, Croatia, Russia or whichever country. I am no proud of Phoenix cheaters either.

Please read and vote article written by Buck Roger. Yes, he is American, but we may still share the same ethical values.