05-11-2018, 08:30 PM
[align=center][div style="borderwidth=0px; width: 55%; color: black; line-height:115%; text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"]It was so strange, how things turned out.
Twenty years ago, Elias never would have thought that he would be here. He thought that he would spend his whole life in New Jersey, run his family business, and live a simple life. Things seemed fairly normal, until things took a turn for the worst. Climate change, mass destruction, the explosion. America, as well as the world, was falling apart. It had been a hard decision to leave his home behind, but Eli knew that he needed to go with everyone else across the ocean. The continental United States wasn't safe anymore, and it probably never will be again.
He was constantly adjusting to his new life. He was still familiarizing himself with all the parts of Kalopsi—er, Griffingate, and he was always meeting new people. Eli supposed that he could be in a worse situation. He could have died in that explosion, like tens of thousands of people had. He just had to make do, he supposed.
A chorus of bells echoed and chimed across the land, and Elias came to know this as a call for a meeting. This system of government was different from what he was used to — it was an open democracy, and instead of leaving it up to Washington, everyone was involved in these gatherings. It was quite a sight to behold, seeing the hundreds of people filing into the gathering hall. Elias was just another one of these citizens, shuffling towards a seat and settling down to see what the sovereign had to say.
Twenty years ago, Elias never would have thought that he would be here. He thought that he would spend his whole life in New Jersey, run his family business, and live a simple life. Things seemed fairly normal, until things took a turn for the worst. Climate change, mass destruction, the explosion. America, as well as the world, was falling apart. It had been a hard decision to leave his home behind, but Eli knew that he needed to go with everyone else across the ocean. The continental United States wasn't safe anymore, and it probably never will be again.
He was constantly adjusting to his new life. He was still familiarizing himself with all the parts of Kalopsi—er, Griffingate, and he was always meeting new people. Eli supposed that he could be in a worse situation. He could have died in that explosion, like tens of thousands of people had. He just had to make do, he supposed.
A chorus of bells echoed and chimed across the land, and Elias came to know this as a call for a meeting. This system of government was different from what he was used to — it was an open democracy, and instead of leaving it up to Washington, everyone was involved in these gatherings. It was quite a sight to behold, seeing the hundreds of people filing into the gathering hall. Elias was just another one of these citizens, shuffling towards a seat and settling down to see what the sovereign had to say.
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CUPID HIT ME, CUPID HIT ME WITH PRECISION
I WONDER IF YOU LOOK BOTH WAYS WHEN YOU CROSS MY MIND.
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