Hey, kids!

Have you ever felt out of place in this universe?

Do you feel as if your tortured existence was the worst thing to happen
since Xarian went on a racist streak?

Don't ya just wanna end it all?


* * * N O W Y O U C A N ! ! ! * * *

The Conclave of Science and Nature requires a
morbid, gloomy, suicidal individual for a
rigorous, exciting hands-on experiment.

In science!

That's right, science!

Reincarnation. It's nuts! It's way insane!
How does it work? Why do the reincarnated
pop out of their old shells and fit perfectly
into Rajamala fur or Horkval chitin? How is
it possible to know how to speak with vocal
cords you've never personally strummed?

Science!

To apply, please leave a message for Doctor
J. R. Anfini, who will be all too eager to
see you.



(Void where prohibited. Rules and limitations
may apply. Undead applicants not accepted at
this time.)


Penned by my hand on the 6th of Haernos, in the year 191 MA.