Orientation

Human!
Hello, welcome!
Now, please take your place.

To Begin:
This will be the death of you.
This will never ease up, pleading with any of your faculty and believing the mortal coil ends at a glimmering pot of gold inherently is a fool's vanity. After all, you are but one particular prophesy.

That said, Happy Trails!



Human!
Hello, wel..Oh, you're back.
Okay, please take your place.

To Continue:
This is no try out, one chance, one love, is all you're left with and gambling on that roll incessantly.
There are no payoffs, only difficulty in breathing and living through the turmoil and all you can do, is smile in defiance.

That said, Happy Trails.



Human!
Hello, w...You again?
Sorry, I know, these things happen.
Take your place.

Now Pay Attention:
There are no hand outs in Mortality nor while Dreaming, from the first blink to the last and every one between. Only hind sight comes with some guarantee, even the sharpest minds find themselves dulled into foggy memory. And reliving what is soil will only leave you with dirty finger nailed insanity.

That said, Good Luck.




Human! Oh for the love of Pete!
...you know your place.

Try to Remember:
There is one game and it is you. You are the Game and there is a predator after you. So steer yourself any direction you choose. Make friends and enemies as you like along your way. And above all, make yours a story for the Ages, play the Game to win because, after all, you're gonna lose.

That said, Good Riddance.