Yes, the plot thickens indeed.
Fear of my own safety has kept me quite about this
area 51-classified information. Truth be told, I cowardly intended to reamin silent for the rest of my years. But... I no longer can. I... I dug up these horrors a couple of days ago and ever since then they've been eating me up from within like a malicious cancer. The truth must be told. It'll surely blow your mind, as it has mine.
The first of november 2006, exactly a year before all hell broke lose, Sheek posted this:
Rulers, regimes rise to power, dazzle and crumble to dust almost within an eye blink... It is no consequence to me in the long run. All I'm saying is VD's time is approaching.
I ask you, how could he know this? How deep into abyss did Sheek stare before the abyss stared back at him? Fetched him with its sharp claws, forced him into becoming a pawn in the upcoming coup?
Aye, it'd be farfetched to believe Sheek was the mastermind behind the coup. We all know he didn't possess the qualities needed to set up a rebellion of his own. (Also, as you'll soon witness, he later claimed not being the mastermind).
And yes, I'm talking about Sheek as if he was dead. Sheek met his fate in the men he thought to be his comrades. Such are the ways of evil, such is the reward for selling ones soul.
VD, fürher supreme, answered Sheeks ominous threat with:
At first glance one can come to the conclusion that VD shrugged Sheeks threat right off. But that couldn't further from the truth. If you examine the eight letters and the lone quivering apostrophe under a loup, you'll notice an undeniable irregularity to each and every letter, as well as a strange bend to the aposthrophe. Yes, VD was afraid. Terrified. Sweat clinging to his brows, his heart pounding, his hand not steady. Until then his Nazi-regime had gone on unquestioned. Now, suddenly, there was undeniable proof that within his realm there was a rebellion rising. A rebellion whos members wouldn't back down from using violence.
Subhine, who later would become yet another casualty of war, looked at the sky - his beard itching, his wooden peg leg aching - and he said:
It is an ill wind that bloweth.
Spacemoose, the creature who would become the catalyst of the upcoming event, said:
yep its going to be like nuclear war
Whipporowill, a peaceful citizen, felt the tension, felt the truth in threats, and cried in outmost horror :
You ARE joking... right? Right?
Right?
Nay, it was no joke. Sheek, eater of children, seducer of his own mother, said:
Remember the 5th of November? Oh yes, this year will be one to remember...
What Sheek failed to realise - or mayhap the true powers hadn't indulged him in the details - was that the coup
wouldn't take place
there and then, but exactly
one year later.
OR! Did Sheek infact know the exact date and thus tried to throw VD off? If you look closely there's a reference to the movie "V for Vendetta" in the first sentence of his post. In V for Vendetta - a movie featuring a rebellion as its main theme - a coup takes place exactly
one year after the initial threat! A coincidence? Who knows.
With his thumb firmly stuck in his mouth Admiral Jimbob, to innocent a boy to understand the severity of the threats, walked up to Sheek and said:
You're going to blow up JoWooD?
Sheek responded:
No actually, I am merely a messenger and a prophet. I cannot reveal who does the deed. It could be VD, it could be Vipera. It could be you...
And then he ate Jimbob.
I believe the reason to why the rebellion wasn't strangled there and then in its infancy, or why the threats weren't taken as seriously as they should have, is to be found in this post made by the patriot Hazelnut:
Don't hold your breath VD... remember this:
And then he continued with listing earlier empty threats. Hazelnuts intentions were good, even honourable. Alas, he forgot the timeless truth: never forget. When you forget history, you're bound to repeat its errors. He unknowingly seeded out the empty threats - believed in his own mistake - but forgot that every once in a while, when clouds cloud the moon, the woods lies as silent as a five-dollar-whore during sex, and the sound of a falling branch infact can be heard eventhough no one is listening, then there could be true evil lurking in the distant echo of a threat.
The punishment for this oversight was harsh. For all of us. The coup was a success. The mighty Codex fell. The world we once knew and loved is gone and there's nothing but the thickest of darkness in the sky and ash on the ground replacing it.
Aye. There was indeed a coup. And what's worse, it was planned long before VD started executing his own citizens. The current rulers have built their regime on a dirty lie. The truth have finally seen the light. The end. Game over. I feel relieved.
