Re: Utopia - new MA rich game! (closed, design pretenders!)
Zeldor has given me the secret signal, so ...
Rising high over the Savanna of Utopia, the colossal giant wanders mindlessly. The tribesmen shout, "La-la-la-la-la-la" in adoration, and prostrate themselves before it. And jellied tribesman muddy the the parched land, for the Machakan pretender does not hear their prayers, and they are crushed beneath his weight.
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Whether he submitted the post, or whether he did not, made no difference. The Thought Police would get him just the same. He had committed— would still have committed, even if he had never set pen to paper— the essential crime that contained all others in itself. Thoughtcrime, they called it. Thoughtcrime was not a thing that could be concealed forever.
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