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Day 2,788, 09:44 • Published in USA USA • by Jimmy Cincinnati

Issue #87.



Uncivil War

Several people with automatic weapons, move cautiously toward the Crimson Citadel
After reaching a row of three concertina coils, three of them take out leather aprons and gloves from a green military bag. One man uses a set of aviators to cut the fence and two people are used to pull the wire away. After a gap is cleared the remaining revolutionaries slip through the fence and set off flares.
The Revolutionary War had begun.

I was the first person to charge the battlefield.
I took out a tank with an missile, I blew up three EZ Company members with a Daisy Cutter and then I hit the dirt, with my rifle.
Suddenly, I started seeing some of my friends, charging at me. I was hesitant to fire, but I saw them drop.
At that point, I realized; PilotPhil had been doing most of the damage. My shots weren't going through the armor.

From my point of view; we were winning and it was no contest. In reality, D4 was deciding the battle. When the smoke had settled; The revolution had been suppressed, by the meta-game loyalists.




Pilot Phil has already covered the amount that the Dictatorship spent on CO.
He was #1 contributor to the campaign. For the rest of us; we got easy tokens.
Thanks to PilotPhil, Trito Fisher. MooMooHead, Pheonix Quinn and as George sTrolls, for their financial contributions.
Thanks to everyone else that fought against the dictator and the corrupt forum that supports it.



Uncensored Ghost Fu

Broken hearted and empty pocketed; I picked up my duffle bag and headed back toward SFP headquarters.

At he SFP doorstep, there was a package with my name on it.
First thing I thought was, "What the hell is this; a bomb?" I ignored that impulse and grabbed the package.

Suddenly, I heard the Darth Vader ringtone and a second later, the package exploded.

The front of SFP headquarters needed some work, anyways. Sadly, I had died decades ago.