Friends..fellow Mylotians..lend me your -- erm, eyeballs?

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Lol..I came up with this weird story thing this morning. Dunno how complete or anything it is but meh.. Tell me what you think of it; Once upon a time there was a peaceful quirky land named Mylot. It was run by a mysterious group of people formally dubbed Management, of whom people tried multiple times to contact or even prove to be real . . but to no avail. People came and go earning small pennies by means of creative thought and conversation. All was not as well as it could be, but it was better than most other lands in that almost everyone who lived there was content with the layout and their small earnings. Occasionally monsters would pop up and eat ones humble earnings and cause a small uproar of discontent, but heroes occasionally sought means to catch these nasty things and regain the money eaten. The money could not always be retrieved but most folks were content that the monster would no longer cause any problems. Management worked ever more anonymously, making small adjustments here and there. Gradually making the Mylotians happier and happier. . or occasionally a bit more disgruntled, depending. So the people lived together, not always very harmoniously, but together all the same.