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[Malaclypse 666]

Mostbunall of you Popes are still in the Good Graces of Eris, but...

...for Sombunall, the "Church of Eternal Slack" is three systems over on Invergordon...

(I hear you don't even need a pulse to join.)

Reaffirm thy Vows.

Nows.

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[Capt. Henry Morgan]

Before the Goddess Eris, I, Tyler Jones, do herewith delcare myself a POEE Brother of the Legion of Dynamic Discord.

HAIL HAIL HAIL HAIL HAIL ERIS ERIS ERIS ERIS ERIS

ALL HAIL DISCORDIA!

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[kindred]

My poems now have tapered, my thoughts withdrawn.
Karmic punishment for being such a glutton.
Biased opinion based emotion.
Weathering the Weather.
No fears now no regrets.
Discord and strife.
Jealousy and envy.
Fighting and anger.

Don Q. States.

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Devtonia ; all-or-nothing approach to bias.

[Doc Holliday]

*comes in from outdoor Estate work*

Hail, Eris, Hail! Queen of all Discordia!!

*goes back out and continues with his work*

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[Dieter Schprokets]

"Hail Eris, full of Grace!

I have such yard work at this place."

*Returns to rototiller*

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[Cmdr. Blaine Chara]

Location: FP11

A very drunk Matok hears his personal com going off and after some fumbling, picks it up.
"What....the....who wants......Oh!"
He then sits up best he can, "Hail, Eris, Queen of......discord."
A voice at the table says, "Commander, what would Khaless think of Eris?"
Matok then dope slaps the owner of the voice and just before he speaks, he stops to think.
"I bet they would get along......well," he announces. He then raises his mug of Blood Wine.

"To Eris," as his crew raises their mugs in together and all together they chant, "Hail, Eris. Queen of Discordia!"
They then toast and drink. It will be the Commander's last drink for awhile as he grins, falls backwards and is out cold!

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[Seth Karlo]

[Incoming Transmission]
[ID: Saker]

*Snore*

[Transmission ends]

[Incoming Transmission]
[Child.1]

I think Father is sleeping on the comms button, he has called me 9 times...

[Transmission ends]

[Incoming Transmission]
[ID: Saker]

*Snore* Yasawah.... huh? *Snore*

[Transmission ends]

[Incoming Transmission]
[ID: Child.2]

WOOOH! SUGAAAR!!!! I NEVER KNEW COMPUTERS HAD SUGAR!!! I LOOOOVEEE YOUUUU HAAARRRYYYYYYYY!!!!

[Transmission ends]

[Incoming Transmission]
[ID: Child.3]

I think it's reffered to as a "dysfunctional family"...

[Transmission ends]

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[Apex]

Location: Sophie's

*burps* "Hail Eris, queen of dat confuusin stuff" *hic*

[Chucc]

Cid looks for his pants as his comm beeps away, to his continued annoyance.

"Couldn't they just make 'em beep a time or two and quit?" He mumbles under his breath.

Reaching the comm, he silences the beeps with an abrupt jab of his finger. Promptly turning backwarks a fingernail. He pops the finger into his mouth, with a curse.

"Hail Eris! May she not find reason to leave my worthless carcass out to rot again. I'm here, on my way to get my robes startched."

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Looking into returning, maybe.

[Joggin]

Pope Mad John Rackham is still following the crooked path of confusion and Discordia, even tho' with a couple of picnic stops along the way. Striving to master the skill of playing games of nonsense without fear.

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