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= F.U.C.K. - Fucked Up College Kids - Born Jan. 24th, 1993 - F.U.C.K. =
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Jehovah, Lord of the Universe
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We watch three kings approach the stable. They look inside to find
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the newborn child. They brought gifts for the this king of kings. They
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look upon the child with knowing eyes, some day, this being will do
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something great for all humanity. They then turn their attention to the
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mother, who is looking down upon her baby with crystal eyes. What a
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wonder this child is.
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As the baby grows older, he turns his attention to the work of God.
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Many begin to say that he is the Messiah, some think of him as nothing
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more than a rumor. Either way, he does what he does, he talks to his
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father and then relays what is said to his people.
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As an adult he gets a handful of followers, ones that he calls
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his disciples. Other people had begun to hear his word, and follow his
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path. He predicts the future with great accuracy. He performs many
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miracles and brings happiness to many people who otherwise would suffer.
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However he is ridiculed by many also. Those that say he is nothing,
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he is just the teller of lies to get those that are weak minded to
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follow him. They want him executed, they are the greedy pigs that fear
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he is right, they are the corrupted souls that are blinded by their ego
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and purses. They put him in front of the government, they want him
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killed. It doesn't matter, the government cares for him not, they wash
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their hands of the man. It doesn't matter, for his seed is already
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planted.
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His word will spread through the words of his disciples. He knows
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it, he can see it. There will be wars in his name. Thousands upon
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thousands of people will die because of his actions. He has begun a new
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way of life. He will bring happiness to many and slavery to all. He has
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effected this world greatly, and for that he has done what he has come
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for. He sees all of this as he hangs there, nailed to a cross. And now..
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he is dying.. slipping awa..y... come..ing.... ba..c.....k......
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He awakes in a sudden jerk. "I did it" thinking to himself, as a
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huge smile covers his face. Listening to the outside of the dark
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chamber, he hears nothing. "Good, they didn't catch me..." as that
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thought wanders from his head he quietly opens the door. Much to his
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surprise, the General is waiting for him. If that wasn't enough to ruin
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his plan, it was the 20 guns pointed at his head.
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The General spoke "Just what in the hell were you trying to
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accomplish?"
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"I have done it.. I did it.. They followed me. They are fools!"
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"Jehovah, let me explain something to you. Our scientists created
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this universe because..." looking at a scientist across the room "Why in
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the hell did you make this?"
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"So we could study the way our own universe was created, and
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possibly how it will end." replied the scientist with a slightly nasal
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voice.
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"Yeah, what he said" continued the General, "The point is, it was
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not made so you could play make believe! They would have destroyed the
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damn thing right then and there but..." the General waited for the
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scientist to complete his sentence.
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"Oh, because life developed quicker than they expected. The time
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inside this universe was going much faster than our ow--"
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"--yeah yeah yeah. It means that we can't destroy it so we have to
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guard it. This job has been on the boring side until you pulled this
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little stunt. Now, what exactly did he do?"
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Another scientist popped out of a back room. As he entered one
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could see many terminals lit up as status displays ran across the
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glass. "He screwed that harmless planet all up! That's what he did!"
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shouted the man as he quickly entered with a long print out dragging on
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the floor.
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"HA!" Jehovah shouted in the direction of this new comer "It was
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far from harmless. They were all mindless beings. They were asking for
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someone like me. That's why I did it in the first place. They kept
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asking for someone to come and---"
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"Wait!" Shouted the General, "Just tell me what he did."
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"Ok," continued the scientist, "He went to a planet we call
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FortusNax III. The people that inhabit the planet call it Earth. He made
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them all believe he was God. Our reports indicate that a massive
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religion has been started following him. And just before I came in here
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I was reading reports of a second large scale war. All because of him."
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"Well shit, I don't know whether to admire you or throw you in the
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dungeon. Can you explain to me, without making yourself look like more
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of a lunatic, just why in the sam-hell you did this?"
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"First, tell me what year it is.." Jehovah said in an excited
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state, as he was about to unlock enough energy to power all the world
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for a year.
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"What, are you stupid?" replied the General in a confused state.
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"The year on Earth!" as he kept the oversized smile on his face.
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"Uuummmm..." the scientist voice trailed off as he entered into the
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back room from which he came. "It is.... 1958." He shouted as his voice
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was muffed by the walls.
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"Its almost time!" Jehovah said as he was almost jumping off the
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walls.
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"Time for what? What in the hell is he talking about!?" the General
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asked to anyone with a slightly higher IQ than himself who could figure
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this whole thing out. As expected, no one answered.
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Then it happened. Jehovah leaped for the door to the chamber,
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opening and closing it as quickly as he could. Over half of the guards
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aimed to fire.
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"NO! STOP!" Shouted the nasal scientist, "You will destroy the
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linking chamber if you fire! All our observers on the planets will be
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lost!" The guards stood down.
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A Light on the side of the door powered up. As it suddenly turned
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off a red light above the door came on.
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"Is there anyway to get him out of there?" impatiently asked the
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General.
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"No, once you start the linking chamber you can't stop it." The red
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light turned off. "He's now on Earth, someone can go after him, we can
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try and put you in the same part of the world as him." explained one of
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the scientists.
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"Ok," the General started, "I am going after this little shit. Once
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he comes out of there, shoot him." he explained to his officers, "What
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year will I be arriving in?" he shouted.
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"1999." answered the scientist from the other room. "And he arrived
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in 1996. Apparently he didn't go through the birth process so we are
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going to skip that for you also. Good luck."
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"I will see you soon." said the General as he made his was to the
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linking chamber. Opening the door, you can see his service ID tattooed
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on his head, a common practice of military men on Trutus IV. It reads
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"666"
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Rage-303.tr (zigweed@netcom.com)
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