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The Brave New World

IMPORTANT: I WILL NOT BE CONTINUING THIS SERIAL. SYNOPSIS It is January 2nd, 2035. In New York, leaders of all the world's nations are assembling to agree on a plan to save the dying planet: Earth. Of course it's a lie, because the planet isn't about to die. People will. As it often happens when something starts with a lie, disaster strikes. A mysterious electromagnetic storm destroys the global power grid, and cuts communications. Many people die, some commiting suicide because of the inability to post on Instagram. But as soon as the storm dies down, millions of mysterious, glowing cubes appear all over the globe. The cubes contain tools that will let humans colonize a new planet: a bigger, richer version of Earth. The newly formed Colonial Council, which answers to the United Nations, has only one goal: to ease the crisis on Earth by transfers of goods and resources from the New World. Millions of new colonizers rush to the New World, united by a common purpose: to turn their dreams into reality. Some dream of getting rich by trading New World goods. Some dream of conquest, and building an empire. Some dream of peace, adoration, and love. Some will succeed, and others will fail. But fortune always favors the brave.

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Bernard Bleeds Again

Bernard felt somewhat disappointed following the conversation with his father. He had been hoping for a little more parental concern. After all, it wasn't every day a son got his head cut off.

He'd kept back something when he told his father about his unpleasant misadventure. He didn't mention he'd acquired a very strong, very deep desire to rip the guts out of every Mexican he came across, in either world. He felt it again as he lay back on his hiber bed.

When he arrived in Fort Lander, he found himself frowning at a wayward chicken running down the street in front of the house that served as his residence. The chicken was chased by one of the Mexican colonists, and Bernard realized that a bit of planning was required before he could indulge in his murderous desires. The Mexican colonists were very useful - they took care of the fucking chickens, among other things - a final solution to the Mexican problem required careful planning, and plenty of foresight.