I'm sure you remember me. I'm that Eristic-illusioned fellow you had occasion to bump into while I was running all around Sirius attempting to sow the seeds of chaos and overturn governments and other such overly chaotic tummyrot. After your wonderful celebration that I last attended, I became dreadfully bored with my life and thusly I went on a fishing trip... which ended in my purloining a cargo ship... and blowing up a Bretonian battleship with a torpedo with Set for a payload. Then I...
... well, I won't bore you with details. Suffice to say, I'm travelling alone now, and my train is rather empty - which isn't necessarily a bad thing, as I've distinctly less destructive urges after blowing up a battleship. (Or perhaps it was getting rid of Set that did it. Technically, they're the same incident so I don't even need to worry about it.) Now there's nobody left but me, and I believe that I've quite gained some perspective away from the Eristic Grid that was somewhat definitive of my life before now.
Technically, actually... I was only alone in my ship for all of five minutes after escaping... if you really must pry about my personal life. Eris then decided it inconvenient to come back and hit me on the back of a head with a carambola just when I was starting to think about landing on the Hawaii to find myself a girl. I would suppose she figured I was a bit too lonely now. When I came to, I didn't feel such a stir in my nether regions and also found my ship exactly where I had half-expected it to be. I say that because the front half was missing somewhere, but I had expected the rear half to be exactly where I was, so I was exactly half right about the whole thing. To compound the problem, the engines were turned the wrong way around.
I had a bit of time to think of how to solve that problem, and to think things over. "Well," I said... or thought. Does it matter which, if no one but me was around to hear it? "Now that I've got a grasp on just exactly how things work, maybe I should join the TAZ, because they've got it right." After that epiphany, I turned my omnipotence to solving how to get out of the horrible situation my ship was in. This took some time, but it wasn't difficult in the end, because I found that once I stood up and turned around, I realised that there was now a front to the ship and the engines didn't point frontward anymore. I then decided against embossing omnipotence off of my card (leaving that to the eminently more suited Gregory Hill or Canine Intelligence, I've never found out which it was, exactly) and worked my way from wherever I was to Someplace Else, and here I am right now, rambling on to you about my life story since we met.
I assume you're bored by now, so I'll I note that you've given us answers to questions for the TAZ recruitment process, but as there aren't questions, I'll furnish them myself. Now that I've got things the right way around, I think I might as well join you hooligans.
1. What is a place where you can transiently rid yourself of the influence of humanity's tendency toward Order? 2. What is the term that claims no state of being can exist in chaos? 3. In which tome is explained Absolutely Everything Worth Knowing About Absolutely Anything? 4. What three universal laws written by a Non-Prophet cite the ways The Man takes a tumble? 5. List some Non-Prophets.
I imagine you already know my contact codes and whatnot.
If not, send me a message over the neural net and I'll inform you.
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