In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Radio awoke to find his world inexplicably altered again.
"Double what the #@$#%@#!@!"
"Why in the good gravy's name have the whales climbed onto land, and the fish swim in the earth, how can wheat provide happiness?"
"On another note, Persopolis is looking better than ever"
Radio discovered something at trhe edge of his consciousness, a land filled with hills of gold, waiting to be settled upon, the only issue was...
"How am I to get to that wonderful island with this ice in the way, Pasargadae is landlocked and there's no way around it"
Then Sitting Bull, demanding as he was, took Code of Laws from Radio like the well-poisoning bully he is.
Radio then realized that there were dissenters, "True Persia" they called themselves, clearly "dissatisfied" with all of the "gods' interventions".
"Bob!" Radio said "Go take care of those dissenters, I'd like to have a picnic over there but they're just protesting about the 1% of gods who control 100% of this land's future"
"Yes sir, Radio, sir" Bob said.
Bob faught valiantly, and kicked the protestors out, giving Radio control of the icelocked city of True Persia, building a monument immediately to ensure their happiness.
Radio also sent a craftly little spy into Zara Yaqob's lands, figuring things couldn't get any worse as Zara had quantified their relationship as "-100 with a big old angry face", Radio thought it was childish to quantify it in such a basic way and with such a limited vocabulary, so he stole tthe "secrets" of Monotheism from him.
Then, the greatest invention since sliced bacon, Paper, was invented in a time with bountiful trees and lots of free time (the tundra isn't exactly the most recreation friendly area to be after all).
Then, realizing that his warriors in the south were landlocked, Radio sent them farther south in this new land, discovering a place of bountiful food, if only the gods would let him get there...
Radio would persevere, he hung his head high, everything seemed at least bearable, if not ok.
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