I need to Get to Fifty Posts

[Jairus Starvald]

A man wished to gain some count.

 

[Jairus Starvald]

Difficult, it was, in the realm of Chaos.

 

[Jairus Starvald]

For the wicked admins of yore banned all of the spamming,

 

[Jairus Starvald]

in all but a single dimension.

 

[Jairus Starvald]

It was here...

 

[Jairus Starvald]

that the Nobleman found himself, amidst the rabble.

 

[Jairus Starvald]

Writing down one psuedo-amusing sentence at a time.

 

[Jairus Starvald]

In the hope that an increased post count would set him free.

 

[Jairus Starvald]

Yet weary, he was.

 

[Jairus Starvald]

For he knew the wrath of the Gods would be swift and merciless.

 

[Jairus Starvald]

If they caught wind of the universe of Post'ag'e gamage.

 

[Jairus Starvald]

He toiled, day by night and night by day.

 

[Jairus Starvald]

One sentence at a time.

 

[Jairus Starvald]

Every so often looking up to the dark skies where the Gods reside.

 

[Jairus Starvald]

His back bend, sweat trickling from his forehead and anxiety running high.

 

[Jairus Starvald]

Yet, he had a mission to fulfill and fulfill it he would.

 

[Jairus Starvald]

For the man had determination in spades, his muse ran high and he knew...

 

[Jairus Starvald]

That there was no other way to accomplish this feat.

 

[Jairus Starvald]

For posting in the old fashion ways without the ancient and legendary tags of character identification branded into him?

 

[Jairus Starvald]

That was a fate worse than death.