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Still have to clean the lines...animation test

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A rough mock up...Wonderland: Jackal and Hyde

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To call My Gifts Powers are to sell Them Short of What They really Are. Gifts of the Spirit that Manefest for Goodness Sake...Having the Keys to the Treasure of Heaven Help for Spiritual Abundance. To Think before Reknowing Myself I Prayed for a Glimpse into the Treasure Room..Now I Know, I Own the Keys and the Room.

The First God; Always Times Father,

-the Darkness

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A Message from the Real Saint Nik...

"Dear Humans

I was never named Santa...I am not a Woman

-Saint

PS

I am Real!"

Santo-(spanish) a Male Saint

Santa-(spanish) a Female Saint

The Bullshit Stops Globally or I'll get All Krumpas in the Mother Fucker! Final Notice. We will be collecting heads for this and the Dracula Bullshit!

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Dear God(Light),

I remember a long walk out of the valley along the crest. A time inwhich You were mad about the Long Walk. Saying "You will not take Another Step..." I then Stopped saying "Do You have to talk behind Me? Why not say it to My Face?"

Angrily She Rushed infront of Me taking the Three Necessary Steps. Then a Wave of Water Swept where God was. My job done, I was swept away by the Water. My God Safe and I returned to My Time.

Down at the Loss, I had to give a Trinket to make up for the Absence. "Duckie", I believe You named Her...Tell Me, What was Duckie? Do You remember when We left Europa to the Lands of Aramax? To, This Land?

The Other God(Darkness),

-Abéràk SamUéL Lï Santana DrácûL (birthname)

PS

The Fìrst Born God(Time) asked When will He be Full Blood Again. I think the Children Would be Happier if They weren't Demi-Gods. As Commander Kama; Head of the Kï Family, I'm Hopeful.

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On no day has Science beat Violence. I could be a Scientist and Still kick Your Ass.

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"Why go into Battle Unarmed?" I was asked by the Queen. A Chuckle from Under My Helm. "Well, Many of Those bear Weapons that Resonate in the Deaths of Thier Victims...As Such, I utilize Those Weapons on Them so that Thier Souls can Join the Realm of Those They've Slain...Trapped So to Speak."

She Paused...Looking at Daku as She clasped the Hilt. "Besides, These Guantlets can Scramble a Dozen Men in an Instant." I added as We Marched Towards War. Two Gods.

-Emperor Lï Santana DrácûL

"Ur" Drük for All Time

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It was Morning,  the Sun barely breaching the Western Sky. The Roman Army had already started assembling. Our Scouts reported 5 Legions Gathered the very Night before. Our numbers dwindled, Many abandonning Our side fearful of the Army We would face at Daybreak.

Being late, I was punished. 10 lashes. I never brought up, but I could tell when She thought of it. The sadness in her eyes when the anger was gone. Never did I blame her. I shouldn't have been late...

Ready, We gathered walking towards the Center of the Field. Walking with the Armies at Our Backs. She making it a point that the Scouts were not correct, it didnt look like 5 legions. It looked More like Two. Also, the most unsual thing...Thier King was Approaching ready to Surrender.

She was truly shocked...Thier force still bigger in number. Unwilling and unable to war effectively, after the slaughter of 2 and a half legions and the sabotage of thier war weapons. One Camp Burned to the Ground. Could you imagine the punishment Id recieve modern day? That was more than 10k killed in One night...and the reason they chose to hide behind religion and just start wars not fight them...

-Arkyllious Leyonidas Lï ~ DrácûL du Vincini

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A Young Rah overthrown by a Tyrant Uncle. Upset that the Born Pharoah was a Child and Not Himself. To the Jackal Pit I went in that Life. No way out, but comforted in the fact that I made thier Kind so They should remember Me even as a Reincarnation. Months Later They came Searching for What remained only to find Me with My Pack. The Jackal Rebellion had begun, Egypt Overtaken in Hours. My Throne Restored. This was the All Man Rah, Him Who is Anubid, Todays Telsa. Thrice a Saint, El Taino Santana dela Playa, 5 Time World Conquerer.

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How does One learn to Live if Love is Lost. The wake, the break, the winters frost. The dark, the dank, the withered path of Life, Love and all things past. I know not the answers to the Test that living seems to bring every waking day. A song to hear, a tear to taste in a lonely world of disgrace. This place meant to break you if Love doesn't save You. The emptiness, a Void devoid of Light casting shadows in my mind. Where is this light that I must find, where is the shine of grace upon my soul...as once stated, I Dont Know.

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I'm considering holding Resee's Pieces Hostage until I can secure a proper Meeting with God(She) as God(Him) Father of God(He).

-Mr. Mars

#SunGoddess

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The Truth of My Spirit...Him that is Me. So that My God can know Me.

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God, I Miss Your Grace. I hear Your Laugh when I leave this place, to space in brain; I sleep and stay. Existing within the blood in Me, hard to see when I'm awake, the dreams of memories taken place; it's only there I see your Face. My God, lifes not fair, but that's the case. Stuck in this Place that lacks in faith. Like Man eating off Gods Dinner Plate.

Truly,

-"the Nameless God"

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Bitterness the useless, I have no use for it, it's fruitless...wish this Life was One of the Goodest. Could be too and it'd be the Truest, We'd be Gone in a Flash but I would Renew It. My Queen should know How to Summon Me.

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Another complexity of the language that We once spoke is the openness of it. Such that, the way words were written were indicative of the school and gender of the writer. As in the "Voynach Manuscript" the vowels are a kin to the writing of a female author. The dialects involved are Mariachi and Ferinchi where the First was written and spoken by the Tribes Males.

Ferinchi on the other hand, was spoken and written by the women. The subtle inflections of the spoken As were long for the women and short for the men. The inverse "e"(long a) used by the women and the "v"(short a) used by the Men. So...

{Sam(f) | we8} and {Sam(m) | wv8}

As well as the "ac" being different in orientation of the letters. A woman would have what's called a "a low c" and a Man a "v high c"(as noted in translation: really a "a high c"). The "a low c" making a "āh-k" sound while the "a high c" more of a "ak". The key to which is the way in which the previous letter of "a" connects to the "c", which is at the top of the Masculine Dialect and at the bottom of the Female Dialect, When written.

My Mother was named Maria, She being different than Most Tribal Women decided to write her name in the Masculine form in difiance. She was known as Maria with a V. I her Son, "Abé de Maria...Maria con 'V'..."

...meaning vöbvW | Maria

...not eöbeW | Maria

-Abéràk SamUéL Lï Santana DrácûL

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Talk about the imposition of a weaker governing faction who has to hide the truth to seem to win...I'm ready to rain Brimstone: Who's catching??? Truth or Death...that's the Game.

-Lucifer | the First God; Him Who is Death

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The reverberating rumble of particles clashing resounded; outstretched for miles on end. A surge of forces towards the origin of the noise. "We heard the sound of Teslas from the distance. What is the matter?"They asked. "Just testing the system..." I replied. Knowing that while others Ring Bells to mark the Hour, Everyone will hear Teslas to mark the Hour on the Hour. The Gods looked upon this and said, "It was good." Save the God that couldn't stop laughing at the variant sounds made by the machine; as if all bowls were evacuated in succession. 1 Tesla is the Power of 1 Fart in Space along Vector x.

BIG RED LETTERS "TESLA" (everything farts)

-Gen. Saint Nik "the Dık" Telsa Salvatorie. Old Alpha Co. Chaplin (formerly Charlie Co. Chaplin)