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I tried normal but nobody liked me being evil, and yes do get those social improvements, and yes I like having the trade goods
        
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Is this supposedly a declaration of war?
You have much to learn my young naive friend.
The Evil Empire is an empire that doesn't take threats lightly. Soon you will find a swarm of my latest creation hunting down every last on of the RB members. (A cross between a Drengin and a Hobbit, I call them Drebbits  , and they are very good at blending in and are the newest members of my Assassins Guild)
If war is what you want, war is what you will get.
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The Dark Lord Assassin (DLA) descended the stairs down into the dark, damp cavern. He could hear the loud, obnoxious screams of the caged Drengin cursing in his native tongue. The putrid smell of Drengin fear emanated from the cave walls, DLA’s senses were pounded by the foulest scent in the known metaverse. DLA reached the last stair and the lair of the mad scientist (MS). DLA walked into the large echoing grotto to see the secret laboratory. The MS rushed over to great him. “Milord, all the pieces are in place, we were just waiting for you.”
“Excellent. Proceed.”
“Yes, at once milord,” the MS, who wished to remain anonymous throughout the trial period, walked over to his control board with DLA in tail. He flipped a switch and the already dim lighting flickered on and off while the machine powered up. Bolts of electricity began to fume from the top of the magnet as power reached critical mass. A diagram DNA appeared on small screen above both the hobbit and the Drengin and on the big screen behind both of them appeared the combined DNA strand. The MS typed away on his keyboard reconfiguring the DNA for the best genes for the new hybrid creature. A blindly lit door appeared and out stepped a horrible mutation. The power was cut and the mutated creature lurched forward. DLA held out his hand the half-Drengin half-hobbit monstrosity stopped cold in his tracks. He knelt down on one knew and said something in Drenginese to which DLA replied in kind.
DLA turned to the MS and asked how to work the clone machine. The MS did as he was commanded and when he was done he look towards DLA. DLA’s hand was pointed right at him and out of the corner of his eye he saw the creature dive for him. It was the last thing he saw for the Drebbit instinctively lunged at him immediately slaying the poor MS. The Drebbit knelt down over the fallen scientist and began to devour its prey. DLA moved over to the now slaughtered hobbit and Drengin and smiled the most evil of all smiles. The Drebbit finished with his first meal came to his master’s side. “My dear Drebbit, I feel that I should name you, as the first of your kind. I shall name you Pontius after your striking similarities to the pirate.” DLA pointed to the clone machine and said, “Go in there and await my command.” Pontius nodded and hastily obeyed. DLA threw the switch that triggered the clone machine. Within 10 minutes DLA had a small elite squad of Drebbits all named conveniently after metaversal pirates, except for one, the great spymaster Gerakken. DLA torched the chamber and left with his new pets, releasing a new evil onto the metaverse.
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i know it kinda sounds strange for an evil overloard taking time off to visit parents, but anyways, im back now.
well, actually i should say im back for a few days before i have to leave, this time to my girlfreinds parents place -except we wont be driving for 2 hours to visit them, we will have to drive 8 hours to visit them! im not leaving till wednesday, and if im lucky, i might post from there.
   
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we got a no score? we havent gotten one of those in awhile!
Omadon >>> read this:  Link
your going to need to submit a game where you played "evil" within a week. if you dont, dont worry, anyone is free to rejoin the empire as long as the have an "evil" morality.
if you have any questions, post them here.
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do you have to actually own the game to post in the forum?
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Haha, welcome Omadon. I sense that you will enjoy your stay among us.
Remember it has to be an evil game in order to remain in this empire.
Once the game is submitted I will personally greet you and hand over your signing bonuses.
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The Evil Empire is collapsing under its own weight. This isn't good.
We have dropped to #9.
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