An Announcement.

Day 661, 11:01 • Published in Ireland Ireland • by ImperatorI

The Imperator's time in eÉire is up for now. He must move on but he will be back one day, and he will return with a grand display of glitz galore and gore, for he will be returning to run for President. The Imperator will not break his promise on this, he is committed to helping in the restoration of his lover Ériu as he has done so in the past.

I do not know when I will come back, but as I stated I will, it may or not be this month as he is uncertain, Padraig Pearse has changed his mind and appointed himself to run instead. He is a dictator of the IRP, I like his style but still I will punish him when I come home.

This is a call to all F.C members, if you have nothing planned you will travel to the Imperial Province of Florida and aid the besieged tyrants against PEACE. If you have problems with money you will send a message to the New Eirann Order organisation and you shall be given 2 plane tickets and possibly a weapon depending on your rank and strength.

Finally, before the Imperator goes in to the cultural void and the land of lard, he wishes to say something to some of the people he considers to stand out (i.e not boring and stereotypical)

Fionn: Look after IV and continue to remember her independent spirit, Comrade, it never belonged to Digits, it belongs to the people.
Digits: Come back already, the peasants need you and your IQ.
Patton: Your arms are big, but the Imperator is a God.
StarksHayter: I would have voted for you if I was around, and today I would not regret it.
Theus: Look after PP on the IRC for me, he is a West Brit so he needs to be breast fed 5 times a day.
Vyse: Can the Imperator borrow some Vyse on his journey to America? He needs one more hit.
General population: Fear me.

And to Grainne: If only you were my e-wife.

Sláinte agus go raibh maith agat.