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The date is November 29th, 2011. Ash, a deep grey color, with a texture in the air that urges coughs forward, rains from the storm clouds above, mixing with the white snow. The water that runs in pipes under ground is near all frozen. The slamming of iron machines gives us headaches. German winters are harsh. This War-- the "Munich War" has caused an everlasting suffering for all of us world-wide. The Geopfertes-- the futuristic version of the Nazi Party, has risen up against the Ha'Dasions, the enemy, after they slew the Geopferte leader, St. Solitaire. The Geopfertes are not human. Nor are the Ha'Dasions. Not many humans live anymore-- they are an endangered species. Yes, these men and women soldiers look human-like, before I saw their fangs and razor claws.
All of us have been rounded up and taken away from our homes-- all of us teenagers. They took us to factories to work, and work, and work. The Geopfertes are cruel-- I saw them shoot a boy today just because he passed out while producing bio-mechanical legs for credo. I don't want to be like that boy. I am a part of this war, and I wish I wasn't. I have fun with my friends when there is time in the dormitories they give us to sleep in. The factory is underground-- a series of factories. Geopferte Pharmiceuticals. I walked outside the factory yesterday, and I heard a gruesome gurgling sound... I turned around. There was a man standing there. His right arm was torn off. His skin was dirty and scarred. His mouth hung with threads of drool and waterfalls of blood. His eyes were blood-shot, hungry, and vicious. He charged at me, but before he could take a bite out of my neck, a soldier shot him in-between the eyes,a nd he dropped dead beside me. The soldier told me there was a virus going around-- it turned people rageful and zombie-like. I'll never go outside again, I thought.
I wish I was home.
-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------Welcome to Geopferte Pharmiceuticals! In the year 2011, the Geopfertes have risen as a world-wide dominating force against the Ha'Dasions. Humans are now endangered, and now all sorts of human-like, animal-like, or just plain weird creatures, demons, devils, etc, are running around inhabiting the planet. You can join as one of the Geopfertes, Ha'Dasions, workers that labor for the Geopferte,
Credo or Bandits, or some other person/creature that's neutral to the war. The Arbeiters, or the workers for the Geopferte, are all teenagers, like you and me, just plain old kids looking to have fun, not work all day. They often sneak around, play dumbass games and experiment with drugs n' shit. Even the skanks have fun-- 'cos there's no boy/girl rule with the dormitories.
Here at Geopferte Pharmiceuticals we hope you have a nice experience. Even if the soldiers do beat you senseless and shoot you when you don't behave. Just watch out for that Solitaire Virus-- wouldn't want to turn into a zombie-- or worse-- get eaten alive, liver and all, would you? What happens in the factory, stays in the factory.