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The General Brigade At the beginning of a century not so long ago, in a universe so very, very close to our own (ours, in fact) was borne the umbrella brigade. Even at its inception a salvation machine of ghosts with the best of violent intentions that set out to right non-extant wrongs. Its vastness never vast, and its reception never recepted, it was from the start long abandoned by a society that never wanted it in the first place. Nor the third (the second for a second, but quickly reconsidered). Besieged by wires with homeless plugs, the membership dwindled over the year(s), though now it is infinite. ENNF is their rallying cry, and all answer it with insurgent aplomb. The General Brigadiers W.f.S. Whitey f. Sterling lived for some years. Recently, he has continued to do so. From 1992 to May the 24th of 1998, he stood at the forefront of stiffs, incorporated. Upon discorporation, he turned to inertia farming, and prackticed the art of fallow fielding. Finding little in this other than nothing (highly valued in his book, but not, it would seem, in some others), a call to duty rang out, and with little to no reluctance, he answered, realising that there comes a time when rain is needed, and if someone does not make it, no one will. Besides, he was already wearing the uniform. He is now the speaker of the field for Umbrella Brigade. Whitey f. Sterling has lived for some years. As of late, he continues to do so. Jeremy Bastard Jeremy Bastard has always been a loyal soldie