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NIHIL SINE DEO; IN A HOLOCAUST!
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Topic Started: Oct 7 2008, 09:25 PM (12 Views)
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Oct 7 2008, 09:25 PM
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LUXURIA FOR POWER DROVE THEIR THOUGHTS.
[size0] The year is 2088, and the wizarding world had been quiet for too long. Forced peace through the Ministry's 'patient' compromises with pureblood powerhouses including the Malfoys and Lestranges gave way to nearly ninety years without so much as a stirring from the wizarding world. Many called it 'The Golden Age of Modern Wizarding', but, many grew bored with little to nothing stirring in the shadows of the underdark. Knockturn Alley had long since been shut down and cleared out, deemed as unnecessary in this new world of peace with new ways to flourish and live the good life popping up on every corner of Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade. Children could go and play outside with nary a fear, and those who were once high society were seen mingling amongst names such a Finch-Fletchley. But not everyone was exactly happy with this new and peaceful way.
GULA FUELED THEIR FIRE LIKE COAL.
[size0] May 12th, 2088 - The Daily Prophet's headline that day was loud and clear, decorating the yellowed parchment paper in a blood red tinge to announce the Ministry's newest campaign that would quickly become the subject of every tongue on the wizarding side of London. The Ministry had made moves to attack the muggle parliament. Their motives were unknown, considering that the muggle and wizarding worlds had been totally separate since the bleak winter of 1689, when the Ministry had enough of witch burnings in the cities of the world. Everyone was in a flurry for that day and the week after. Young men and women were being recruited into the Ministry's Amplitudo Exercitus, an army built wholly upon the donations of yet unnamed supporters of this new campaign, though everyone had their opinions of who exactly had donated such large volumes of funding. The world was on edge.
AVARITIA BROUGHT THE MUGGLE WORLD TO ITS KNEES.
[size0] Prime Minister Dorlan never saw it coming. When he had grudgingly agreed to allow the wizarding world to reconnect with the magicless populace of London and Great Britain, he had only thought of the possibility to renew Britain's economy; in fact, give it a jump start. He never expected that a month later, after many successful and jovial negotiations, that London and its outlying towns would be attacked and quickly brought under the rule of the Ministry of Magic. The whole of Britain was thrown into panic, but the Ministry had no pity for the poor and defenseless non-magic folk. Soon after they issued their intent to the world. They intended to finally bring the lesser, non-magical beings beneath them where they belonged. Camps had already been constructed, covertly disguised using powerful spells and jinxes. Caught muggles were either sold into slavery as replacements for house elves, or were sent to the camps if they were deemed unsatisfactory. No one knew what their fate was.
ACEDIA MADE RESPONSE PRACTICALLY USELESS.
[size0] The assault went on without interruption. All too quickly, the Ministry had reached out to all other wizarding strongholds throughout the world, asking for their best and brightest to come and hear their new insidious plans. Of course, their true intentions were hidden beneath cheery facades of unity between wizards and muggles, and young ambassadors of all ages and sexes were soon catching portkeys to the seemingly bustling and cheery city of London to be educated in the ways of the English Ministry and their successful plans to reintroduce muggle and wizarding lifestyles. In actuality, few non-magical folk had actually been allowed to be outside of their concentrated neighborhoods, negating those who were squibs or had produced wizarding children who attended Hogwarts. Meanwhile, wizarding life went as smoothly as usual, as if there was no muggle holocaust going on underneath the English Ministry's cheery facade.
IRA DROVE THEIR ENTHUSIASTIC DESTRUCTION.
[size0] Soon enough, every street and alleyway was not without a member of the Amplitudo Exercitus to maintain the order and peace, though the guard was significantly thicker within the poorly constructed muggle ghettos. Each guard has his or her ears piqued for the slightest rumble or squeak of dissent or uprising, and any flashes of hope were quickly smashed to rubble. All communications except those by paper were completely dismantled, and only were afforded upon privilege to wealthier families within the muggle ghettos who consented to cooperate with the Ministry. Wizarding London still carried on with light-hearted fervor, though each street was likewise monitored for any clue of corruption or disagreement with new policies. Azkaban soon became a excruciatingly bone chilling name.
INVIDIA DROVE THEM TO FIGHT BACK.
[size0] With their new knowledge of the wizarding people and their ways, the incarcerated muggles became increasingly agitated and flighty in their day to day doings, and more attempts of battery and other harm against members of the army were seen day to day. All of this was attributed to the sin of envy. Muggles envied the new wizarding splendor. They envied their freedoms, their homes, and their families, even envied that they had power over them simply through some inane principal within a wizard's blood that made them able to do things a normal person couldn't. They were envious, but quiet, hoping that they could each earn a salvation of some sort by being taken in as a servant or slave; a new fashion that sprouted up fairly quickly after the initial institution of ghettos. After all it was cheap labor.
SUPERBIA SIGNED THEIR DEATH WARRANT.
[size0] They were too proud to admit that their new conditions were doing exactly as planned; breaking their spirits and minds. As their media and daily lives were increasingly more enclosed in the strangle hold of the Ministry of Magic, muggles soon found themselves to be the puppets of whatever insidious plan the wizards around them had planned. A dreary fall set in, and all seemed wholly and truly lost. But hope springs eternal, and can people really be held captive for long?
EGO ETIAM PUTO UT POPULUS ES BONUS ANIMI
LUXURIA - LUST | GULA - GLUTTONY | AVARITIA - GREED ACEDIA - SLOTH | IRA - WRATH | INVIDIA - ENVY | SUPERBIA - PRIDE
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