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Good morrow, comrades!



In the ticking moments of the day, my mind has wandered from its normal course to that of my true soul – a soul that demands the blood of those who suck the life from the world. Oh yes, comrades, our battle still rages on against those rich and elite who seek to keep us down, to crush our souls under the spiky boots they like to call justice and government. This time, they arrive under the banner of “peace” and call for our participation in the identification of those masked madmen that flood our streets with violence and death.



Destiny City is in a web most foul, a stinking pit of feces and garbage and immorality that the media fixes up with bows and ribbons. Will we sit idly by while they force feed us the rancid s**t that lines the gutters? Even now, they point to those in the lower classes, demanding that information on the Senshi and Negaverse sociopaths be brought forth. And why, good people, do they come to the cracked and broken doorsteps of the downtrodden? Because they see fit to blame us for the monsters that society has created! With their gnarled hands, they peer into our bedroom windows and search for signs of uprising. Why should we let them?



Well I say NO. I rebuke the crushing vise grip of the police and those wealthy fat cats that pull the strings. I raise my own fist, finger extended, and point right to the gilded door of the Crystal Academy cesspool. Those who must work and toil do not have the time to parade around in costumes tormenting others. No, comrades, the rape of the lower classes is a tool of the bourgeoisie! Do not fall victim to the masks they wear. Do not believe the lies they tell. Open your eyes, comrades, open your eyes and see the maniacal perverse parade that tap dances its way through the harrowed hallways of Crystal Academy.



When those red-faced police officers spit donut crumbs on you and demand to know where you were last night, tell them to aim their search toward the privileged princesses bathed in the sickly pale blue, tell them to focus their gaze on the short skirts and designer jewelry, tell them to take their baton and shove it into their temporal lobe! Do not let yourself become a pawn in this manhunt. Remember, remember – they do not care who is truly the guilty party! They only want a body to burn! And that body, my comrades, they will find in our neighborhoods, among our children, in our tattered playgrounds and ash-covered homes. Do not be an accomplice to their societal evisceration!



A member of the Legion of the Enlightened, one of our comrades, the late Karl Kraus once said, “Corruption is worse than prostitution. The latter might endanger the morals of an individual; the former invariably endangers the morals of the entire country.” There is no greater corruption than the dollars and shadows that haunt the halls of Crystal Academy. If corruption is worse than prostitution, then the princesses of Crystal Academy are the blackened, succubus whores of society, the crawling drudges who will rot your brain and steal your soul. In our uprising, we must start there – we must burn the halls of privilege and nepotism to the ground. We must lob off the heads of those who would keep the rich getting richer while the poor sink further below the poverty line. We must be the champions of our own future.



And it starts today, comrades.

It starts with Crystal Academy.

It starts with the Senshi.

It starts with the Negaverse.

Do not make their rape of our society an easy task.

Lift your arms and declare war.

Comrades, open your eyes and see.



Rise up!