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The world just keeps on turning, and civilization has marched ever-forward for ten thousand years. The age of information is only just beginning, and humanity trembles at the precipice of the two-thousandth year of its Common Era. This is the time we find ourselves in. The West is declining, but still drunk on innovation and profit. The rich get richer and the poor don’t notice. Hysteria, both fearful and ecstatic, grips the United States of America. The nation, the world, is bursting with opportunity. Opportunity to propel humanity to new heights of reason. Opportunity to crush people and wring every last ounce of value out of them. All of this and more, just for the end of the year 1999.Now, narrow it down. Fall from the heights, sink deep into the choked atmosphere. Find a city. Clogged with people, clogged with filth, and bursting at the seams. Yet, it’s more than a little eager to suck another poor soul in. Scrape the surface and find people, wriggling like maggots and s ...

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Tall, Muscular and a Great Ass. Bismuth is from a mixed race family with a dark mediterranian complexion and a wicked septum ring.

Their time in Stygia has left them changed from how they were. They are more attentive, carry themselves with a sureness of ability which they once did not possess, and their skin is marred with countless scars, the most prominent a bullet scar on their hairline.

Call you tomorrow? Nah, I won't

Do I love money? No, I don't

But right now, b*t*h, that's all I want 

Why pay for my mistakes?

I get them for free.

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