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The Masonions
-(May-so-ney-uns) - are a tribe of religious followers, living under the law of The Almighty Masonite. It is rumored that this god, known as The Almighty Masonite is closely related to the Greek gods in many mythological stories. The Almighty Masonite is said to have hundreds of faces, and a body made out of white porcelain. Like the succubus, The Almighty Masonite takes the form of a handsome human man to seduce women, and on the third new moon of the year sprouts wings of a bat or demon, and feeds on the victim's soul. In honor of this event, the Masonions have a reenact a sacrifice ceremony. The ceremony includes placing candles about the room in the shape of a mushroom (which is said to contain immortality and powers, according to the Holy Banglanator, the Masonion's scripture) with all five sides of the plant outline touching a part of the wall. In the center of the candles, a new born dove id placed, representing a virgin woman. After a series of readings from the Banglanator, the youngest member of the Masonion tribe is to bite the neck of the dove, completely severing the head from the body. If the Masonion does not succeed, he/she would then be placed in the isolation, and shunned by the other Masonions until the task is completed accurately. According the the Holy Banglanator, The Almighty Masonite was struck down, much like Jesus Christ in the Christian church. In the times of Greek gods, The Almighty Masonite was a fearsome warrior, chopping off the heads of his rivals, and leaving a trail of the collected heads, like bread crumbs, challenging any who are brave enough to a duel. One day, a beautiful woman with eyes of lapis and lips of a dark ruby sobbed in despair as she came across the decapitated head of her lover. In blind fury and desperation, she fallowed the trail of heads that lead to a river. On the other side of the river, there was the most beautiful man she had ever seen, with hair of black raven feathers, and an abdomen that would make the most beautiful queen blush. She called out to this man, who was cleaning his hands in the river. The man, The Almighty Masonite, gazed up, and to his surprise, he discovered this lovely maiden. Still possessing a single tear drop on her cheek, he called out to her, "What is wrong thy fair maiden? Why must you weep you precious tears of pearls?". The woman, shocked by the strength, yet kindness of his voice, called back wearily, "My lover has been murdered. I shant ever love again." With one leaping bound, The Almighty Masonite was at the girl's side. "In what way was thy lover slain?" The Almighty Masonite asked, dreading to conceive the notion that he was responsible for the tears filling those lapis eyes. "The monster chopped of his head," she whispered, barely motioning to the head-trail at her feet, "and left if for me to discover." The Almighty Masonite's mind filled with worry, wanting so badly to keep this woman for himself, but knowing that she must never find out that he was in fact the monster she so loathed. The Almighty Masonite comforted the woman, and accompanied her from town to town as they searched for the perfect place to build an empire. One night, in a small town of only fifty, The Almighty Masonite and the woman took refuge in the town's bar for the night. Whilst entering the bar, there were loud sounds of whispers, and fearful eyes darting to the attractive couple. The Almighty Masonite paid this no mind, as he was accustomed to the villagers staring at his flawless person. He then went out to the well to remove the dirt from his hands, leaving the maiden alone inside. A villager approached the woman, and after great hesitation, asked if she had been taken by force. The woman was baffled as to why this odd question was asked. The peasant explained the rain of terror The Almighty Masonite had over this small village, when the population was at 300. He had killed almost all of the men, and the remaining women and children fled, in fear for their lives. The peasant spoke of the trail of heads The Almighty Masonite left after slaughtering his victims. The maiden's head swam with the remembrance of the day she had met The Almighty Masonite, the day her lover was killed. She then ran to him at the well, and demanded to know if he truly was this monster. This then outraged The Almighty Masonite, who drew his sword to the fair maiden. She spat in his face. The Almighty Masonite tossed the sword to the ground, overtook the maiden, and bit at her throat like a wild jungle cat. He severed a main artery in the creamy colored throat, which proceeded to spout blood as red as the maiden's lips. In horror at the act he committed, The Almighty Masonite then took his blade to himself, and carved out his own beating heart, and threw it down the well. The Almighty Masonite did not die. Instead hundreds of spirits of the men he killed, pulled him down into the earth's core, fastened him with the wings of a bat, and each of their own scowling faces. The Almighty Masonite is assumed to walk the earth to this vary day, only killing maidens with physical likeness to his love. The Masonions partake in the sacrifice ceremony out of fear that The Almighty Masonite will one day cross their path and pass his curse off to them. The Almighty Masonite was an earthly warrior, in the sense he treasured all resources around him, including mushrooms and the marijuana plant, to induce 'visions' of what was to come, and why things were as they are. The Masonions fallow their leaders's example and partake in these 'vision' ceremonies every week on the first of the week.