The Last Geckosquid-A Journal

geckosquid · 06-26-2011, 08:14,

Entry One- Prologue
I am the last of my kind. The Geckosquid were wiped out long ago by a rampaging malevolence that ate away at our ranks until we became a scattered species that lived in fear. One by one, we were hunted down and brutally murdered. I have lived under the sea, only coming out when the safety of the sun bathes Kiwike. But now, I fear that I have been found.

I am beginning this journal for the sole reason that I may soon be killed, and the world must know how. As I look out from the top of the Glass Citadel, wherein lies the room which I call my home, I see something taking shape in the distance. It does not visibly make any sort of movement; it instead glides ever so slowly towards me. In the darkness, I cannot make out its exact shape, but I can feel its evil deep within me...

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I have come to a decision. I must arrange for a departure from these lands immediately to preserve myself as well as my species...

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It is done. I will be leaving the lands of Kiwike in precisely forty-eight hours. I will invite my dearest friends to see me off. I wish it did not have to come to this, but my death would mean the downfall of my kind. I will just have to hope that the evil does not reach here before I leave...

~~jyanowitz~~ · 06-26-2011, 10:55,

The Geckosquid used to be a thriving race until the great Creeper disguised himself as a gecko and when the time was right committed suicide killing almost all of the Geckosquid. Rarely a Geckosquid will be found because the survivors all died out except for one, who is now being threatened with death! We must join forces and donate all of our gold to the remaining Geckosquid because as the says "Our kind [Geckosquid] will die out in slowly after the great explosion, but all will not be lost if the last of our kind, the Almighty Geckosquid gains the wealth of Kiwike. Only if he obtains 1,500 gold then he can resurrect our kind and we will thrive again. Old Rapture will be rebuilt and kilometer after kilometer of ocean will have glass structures again!" Please help the last remaining Geckosquid, for as he has told us, he is the last of his kind. Send him generous amounts of gold before he is grasped by the hands of the Gecko and blinded by the ink of the Squid. His death will bring rain for 912 Kiwike years 5 months 1 day 23 hours 61 minutes and 32 seconds. The annoying sound of rain beating down on your gold helmets will remind you that only if you had sent the gold that went into your armor to the last Geckosquid, then this rain would not be happening.
SAVE THE GECKO!
VIVA LA GECKOSQUID!
(now send him your gold)
/money pay geckosquid 100
/money pay geckosquid 250
/money pay geckosquid 500
/money pay geckosquid 1000