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Goblin core proxy war

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(Based on my friend Shane. Always was a bit of a "gobbo". I mean that in the most fond endearing way imaginable!)


"Goblin-core. Proxy war.

Offering aid to my people whom are needful.

(Smuggling us weapons in the tunnels beneath the cathedral.)


Choosing fall-guys. Choosing lords.

All just to make money and gain influence whilst the false saviors pull the strings of each of the opposing hordes.


Of what true intrinsic value are we to the royals wrapped in ribbons of blue?

(Charred dying flesh residue. Smells kinda like a cannibal's barbecue!)


Cautionary tale. Be wary of those shaking your hand whilst promising to tip the scale. (At some point the scorpion always backstabs and abandons the frog to no further avail.)


Goblin core. Proxy war.

Lucrative weapons deals. Resources to acquire in backroom deals.


Friends and families manipulated into being bitter foes.

Enslaving your women and breaking them until they are nothing more than concubines,exotic dancers,indoctrinated propagandists,and drug addicted hoes.


They give you a new flag to rise. Over a decade your cultural identity rots and dies.


Taking your children to train as their pleasure slaves and war-fighters for shiny nickles and quarters.......

(Turning them against "you" because killing "the old ways" are their new orders.)


They gave you blankets,food,and entertainment when your country was bombed,ravaged,and neglected. (Yet now they say to them you are forever indebted!) 


Taking advantage when the masses become hedonistic and nihilistic.

(It's easier to beat down and to control those whom are already broken,immoral,faithless, and pessimistic.)


Goblin core. Proxy war.

A feather in their cap! We were scapegoated as tomorrow's new "terrorists" and "boogie-men" the moment the partnership soured once there was no more precious blood,labor,and tears flowing from the tap....... 


(I will never forgive what was done to my kind. Dwelling within the oligarchy's collective shadow that is cast from whence they are blind. A swift dervish of death delivered from behind.)   

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