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Grand Ascension Curtains

The story of Zanglust has persevered through the ages to become a legend of downy softness proportions. His life became an inspiration to over a million ants. Our story begins at the Crustacean Circus, with the most renowned antcrobats of the time. The tragedy opens with Zip and Zap Lust letting their obsession with public fornication accidentally destroy their lives.

1. Acro(bat)/When I Hold My Breath, Like This!

Surprisingly, in this remote part of the world every creature was the same size; width, height, and weight included. Appearance actually made little impact on the citizens of this land, the land of Souplandia. However, there was still a firm class distinction, and at the time of our story a monarchy was ruling quite peacefully.

King Oyster Stink and Queen Crab Pants had just had a baby daughter, Princess Lobster Breath, and they were enjoying their first night out by taking in the Crustacean Circus. Souplandia was a very conservative land; polite, shy, and extremely strict about their morals. The ant couple Zip and Zap Lust were trying valiantly to contain their desire for public copulation. Copulation however, was not worth the fashionable punishment of death that was all the rage with the young and affluent. Zap was pregnant and very close to birth, but their show had to go on. Antcrobats were not allowed a night off. They’re act began normal enough, until out shot a baby from between Zap’s legs, and then in the confusion and joy of the moment Zip and Zap “joined”. The miracle birth was soon forgotten as the whole crowd looked on in disgust! They soon began chanting “put your pants on!” which was the signal for certain death. King Oyster Breath had no choice, and Zip and Zap Lust were killed by stinky sock suffocation. They desperately tried to hold their breath, but after 3 hours they expired, sending their souls into the buffet in the sky.

To be continued... HERE

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