Intrinseco
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Intrinseco was one of the most famous citizen of Italy.
Dear fellow citizen of eRepublik, you came to this page to venerate the most glorious player of the game, let me show you the most interesting features of Intrinseco's thriving existence.
When Intrinseco decided to come into the world (yes, because he freely and independently decided to exist), his father put his ear on his wife's belly to hear the baby kick. This is the reason why Intrinseco was born fatherless. Intrinseco's mother, aware of the danger that the whole world was running into, if such a subject had freedom of movement, decided at his birth to cut off both his legs. And so the Intrinseco that we all know was born: a disabled person confined to a wheelchair for his entire life. Moreover now, left without her husband, the woman, to vent her innermost impulses, began to sexually abuse her son from a very tender age. Despite these tragic events, Intrinseco was able to grow up and develop an enviable physique, which allowed him, from kindergarten to university, to sleep with classmates and teachers indiscriminately, and often at the same time! Taking over the e-business world, Intrinseco was greeted by his only friend who can be seen on his friends' list, Cero. But, after arguing with all his work colleagues, he resigned exclaiming the world's famous sentence:
You are a jumble of returnable voids.
He followed the military career but even there, offended and bullied by everyone cause his disability, he was practically forced to surrender and leave. And so he left the army with the quote:
I will kill your mothers in their sleep.
And he actually kept the promise in the night. Later, the Italian Congress approached him and beg him to join the army again, to carry out a very important battle. Contemptuous of danger, Intrinseco simply dismissed them with the answer:
It is at least a month since I don't enter that lepton den.
He has since decided to use the rest of his life eating good food and gardening. Unfortunately in e-Republik times were changing, the artisanal food companies disappeared one after the other at the expense of large shopping centers, just interested in profit, and forcing the people to feed exclusively on poor quality canned food and food inflated with hormones, dyes and preservatives. A frugal and rustic citizen like Intrinseco, who even has in his profile the phrase: "I love beans", certainly could not resist these changes for long, and he slowly died in atrocious suffering and food poisoning. In his epitaph the phrase is still visible: "He died with so many sorrows for not being able to eat neither turnips nor beans." However, just before exhaling his last breath, with a spasmodic effort, he said clearly, in a voice that still echoes in his now empty room, all he thinks of e-Republik and his fate:
I don't give a f*ck.
Our current hope is that Intrinseco has found agreement and harmony with the elusive e-God, because, if the divinity wanted to condemn him to perpetual hell, we already know what he would reply:
Do it and don't break my balls!
And then it would be big trouble for everyone. Let us remember him once again and beg mercy for his tormented soul.
