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RE: The Attack of 1852 (A Steampunk Contest Entry)
Oh, creatures of the night, they stalk and prey on victims. And gore galore begins and sickens the soul of humans. Haste to our proles to avoid the grey myst, the myst of common plight and entfremdung!
Damn it, where were you when I was trying to make to speech sound more authentic ;)
Ahh you never miss the hints of underlying philosophies <3
:^D I was bustin' some dæmon knee caps and ensuring that Lucy Boy was still on his throne. :^D
All giggles and shits aside: ;^D