>be random drunkard peasant >live in Siberian shithole,

>I try so hard to get her attention
>she is my life now
>there's nothing that can separate us
>her parents object to letting peasant like me take her
>but it does not matter, she is my oneitis
>and it's all for naught if I don't try
>when she ignores me, I drink myself to death
>when she gives me the smallest ounce of attention I atone
>I could not play this game forever
>eventually scrap what little I have to buy ring
>propose
>she accepts the proposal
>never have I felt so happy
>we have cheap wedding in church
>celebrate at home with alchohol like true Russians
>eventually the years come by
>my son, Dmitri, is born
>a day I will not forget
>more time passes
>I have Matryona, and Varvara
>beautiful daughters
>we had very little, but they were my pride
>I would dedicate my life to them
>work as peasant farmer for years to come
>fights with wife happen constantly
>drink whenever she causes trouble for me
>don't know what to think, I thought I would be happy
>eventually I find myself invested in the church again
>for so long they did not want me, but I found way
>I belong
>eventually fuck up again though
>this time it cost me my family
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>decide to steal horse, thinking I could get away with it in little village like mine
>I didn't, and the authorities were on their way to find me
>eventually, with the help of vodka, I come to make one of the hardest decisions of my life
>I told my wife of this news and hell was unleashed
>I told her I had to leave
>she screamed at me in front of children to get out
>get on horse, abandon my family
>I try to forget but it is a wound that will never heal
>but there was no time, I had to march onwards
>with a broken heart I eventually found myself in St. Petersburg
>I was involved in usual religious affairs to leech off of them and distract myself
>the comfort of the church and the whorehouses worked wonder
>I can act like Chad now, they have no idea who I am
>I don't feel as miserable
>Bishop Theophane even takes a liking to me
>he introduces me to many harlots
>Lochtina, an ill Stacey wishes for me to heal her
>I am not even a monk, I don't even know why she asks me
>but I "try" for her
>once done, I go back to buisness, lying around and praying
>normie Stacey returns days later to tell me I healed her
>what is this sorcery?
>I doubt her claims
>I was not the cause
>but then she pushes her superstition
>I hide in my little room in the church
>am I God himself?
>am I a mystic healer?
>more and more, I forget about who I was, I am new man
Cont'd

>this Lochtina woman becomes obsessed with me
>invites me to local salons who spoke of nothing but me
>they believe I am a healer
>she even takes me into her home
>better than shithole I was in
>I live a comfy NEET lifestyle
>don't need to give fuck about anything
>just drink and lie around all day, fantastic
>but it gets even better
>lady named Anna Vyrouba is an acquaintance of Tsarina
>one day I am introduced to her
>she questions my ability to heal
>mfw this bitch
>I tell her that her marriage will fail
>this triggers her eternally
>I ramble on and she eventually is sick of my shit
>doesn't want to start an argument though
>she leaves
>months later, holy shit it comes true
>I am God himself
>attention is diverted towards me
>she, among others won't stop talking about me
>the Tsar of Russia himself eventually takes a liking to me
>this occurs when the other aristocracy members introduce him to me
>he mentions his son who is ill
>I manipulate him into making him believe I can "heal" him
>I come up with plan
>at same time though, he reminds me of me when I was boy
>take some pity upon him
>doctors swarming around him
>I tell them no
>it appears that this allowed the boy to heal on his own and feel less stressed
>they believed that it was me who healed him
>I eventually find myself the adviser of the Tsar and Tsarina
>wonderful

Ra ra Rasputin, lover of the ORIGINAL Russian queen

>over the years I become more and more powerful
>I drink more problems away the more destruction I bring
>they still praise me though
>there are faggots who oppose me, but that is alright
>because I have upper hand
>I crush them
>act as degenerate
>join sects who share degenerate feeling
>go off and on for long time, then it happens
>the entire fucking European powers fight over land and power
>the Russia and Europe is in danger
>the Tsar does not let me have power in war, only spiritual affairs
>but this changes in 1914 Winter
>I get to fight those Finnish fucks, no one dare fuck with me now
>me and Tsarina are close enough to fuck
>well maybe not because I am drunk retard but we are still close
>I dominate now
>order Russian troops be deployed wherever the fuck
>man this is good idea
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>I am the tick on the camel that is the Imperial Family
>but this angers many revolutionaries
>still I don't give fuck
>thousands of Russian lives dead because of me
>I never gave fuck because I thought I was saving them
>I was wrong
>I had wife and children in Siberia but I did not care
>nor would I care till death
>WW1 begins to take a toll on Russia
>realize how fucking unrealistic my goals are
>1916 comes to an end
>I have ruined Russia
>I have tainted Europe
>what the fuck have I done
>even the Tsarina is skeptical of me
>media fights against both of us due to the loss of the war
>I swear that bitch was a factor as well
>but they blame me
>still I find way to reassure that I am still good for them
>I am hanging on a thread
>still, Tsar and his family defend me
>saves me time to ruin life more and drink
>wonder what will become of me
>still give advice to royal family
>but they don't trust me because I am faggot
>fuck them though
>don't even know why I'm here
>just want to screw around and serve the Lord
>eventually they get sick of me though
>On the night of December 17th, 1916, the Great Duke Dmitri Romanov, Prince Felix Yussupov, Vladimir Purishkevich (a member of the Russian Parliament), and Dr. Lazaret invite me to Yussopov place
>I thought it was meeting, but it was so much more
Cont'd

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aN4LfOwTK6k
>Apparently I was supposed to heal wife of that faggot Felix too
>I did, but it was clear that I wasn't worth shit anyway
>just another risk for me to take
>this goes on for about an hour of me doing the actual work of God
>but strange guests interrupt me for rest in the basement
>I tell them to fuck off because it is fishy
>but they insist I go into the basement
>eventually they piss me off bad so I head off into basement
>dark, cold
>they offer me strange pastry and wine
>wine is tempting but I am not in mood for it
>refuse
>they offer again
>fuck you I am not eating that
>they place it on table
>they give me a few minutes to discuss private meeting stuff
>of course they do not trust me, I am fool and they know it
>what fuck are they talking about?
>who cares, life is over now
>career is over, I have nothing
>I left beautiful wife, I left lovely kids
>for whorehouses, for fame, for wealth
>it is all for naught, I do not care
>you know what?
>why don't I drink wine little bit
>I never minded drink
>drink entire bottle
>begin to feel ill
>oh shit, this is not good

>Felix returns to the basement
>asks me how I am feeling
>little bit sick, why?
>does not respond
>only tells me to lie down, eat pastry
>well fuck, I could be hungry
>why don't I have tea Felix?
Niet, you must lie down and eat pastry, trust me you are hungry my friend.
>I want tea.
>say, aren't you skilled with the guitar, companion?
Da, I am, why do you ask this?
>well, perhaps you could play some while I rest
>it would be of great need, as I do not feel well
>he looks visibly frustrated
>but he picks up guitar
>something is going on
>I know he is responsible for something
>that fucking nobleman
>he knows that I know too
>this game I play continues for two hours
>even the others come in to see what is happening
>start to burp and salivate
>they notice
>I pretend to feel better
>they are now uncomfortable
>others leave
>Felix still plays his guitar and makes small chat
>we get to point where we say nothing
>I look to a fancy cross in the room
>if I am to survive this duel, I pray my God
>please let me see my wife and children again
>please let me see my faults for what I've done
>please redeem me for the destruction
>I must have stared for five minutes at that cross
>suddenly I hear a click
>Felix pulls his revolver's trigger
>I am shot in the back
>I let out a bestial cry like no other has made before
>it clearly sends a chill down the man's spine
>I fall to the floor, perishing
Cont'd

>>36930773

Keep going OP, this is good.

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>They remove my boots and coat for some unknown reason
>I look to my only refuge in shock
>my Duke Dmitri has forsaken me, like I had forsaken all who loved me
>could you believe this?
>I could not, despite the fact that deaf, dumb, blind man could see through this
>they all leave
>a tacit understanding between me and devil, mistakes are always met with consequences
>feel myself fall asleep
>struggle to wake up
>eventually see Felix walk back in
>you bastard
>I open my eyes wide
>get up quick
>he screams in a state of fear
>I attempt to beat my attacker
>but his resistance makes it difficult
>feel myself fall to the floor again
>Felix runs outside panicking
>I drag myself up the stairs and run into the snow
>I'LL TELL THE TSARINA EVERYTHING
>feel myself get shot in the back once more
>then in the skull
>God I've never felt anything more painful
>it was a state of panick for all, it was
>I beg for him to stop
>but he ignores
>he takes out a rubber trencheon
>the others watch as I am beat into a bloody pulp
>I lay in the snow weeping myself till I fell unconscious again
>wake up
>I am back in the house
>they see that I am still alive
>they don't care anymore
>they don't care about how much suffering they've put me through
>they grab me and throw my bloody carcass in the car
Cont'd

>>36930972
10/10, comfy read.

id totally have Rasputin rail my ass

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h4jz4uoF2_c
>the Duke Dmitri and Dr. Lazaret hold me down
>I am barely awake, but they know I am
>I try to get them to understand what they are doing
>I stare at them with my one twitching, tear-soaked eye
>they don't look back
>they cannot
>the only thing they can do is ignore what terrible crime they have committed
>it is enough to leave a man distraught, the burden of death
>I knew this omen myself, and would carry it to my grave
>as I lay in that car trunk I can only think of my former wife
>I wish I had memory of achievement to look back upon and feel happy about
>but I could not think of one
>I abandoned all who loved me
>I left my wife for a life of crime when I should have faced my consequences
>but I lied to you, and I abandoned you, Praskovia
>I abandoned you, Dmitri, Varvara, Matryona
>I hurt those I loved and I would pay the ultimate price for it
>being sick, and in constant hurt, I try to make myself fall asleep
>but the car stops
>the Duke and Felix appear to me
>with my one eye I try to peer out and see what is out there
>the Niva river
>I feel myself getting picked up
>and Lord it is painful
>I find myself unable to weep
>my attempts to fight back are useless
>I hear a great sigh as they swing me back and throw me into the river
>my heart is racing
>my cries are that of a beasts' cry
>I try to swim myself out but I can only attempt to claw my way out of the ice
>but the ice is too thick
>they stare at me as I sink to the bottom
>there is no one but me now
>no pain anymore
>I failed you
>I failed you all

Stories like this really give me a funny feeling, about what life must've been like a hundred plus years ago. It seems like a completely different planet and humanity and as much as I try I can't even imagine waking up in 1917, it blows my mind.

It also makes me long to see how things would've turned out if World War One and two never happened, and the great European empires never fell. Part of me thinks it would have actually been a better planet to live on, but I also think there's a much higher chance the Empire State would've blown everything up once nukes were invented

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>>36931198
To know that these were real people, real robots is what creates a powerful reaction and emotion. Pic related, this won't be the last greentext.

>>36931198

>he still thinks nukes are real and aren't just a psyop
>he still doesn't know "nukes" were used as an excuse to increase government control over America
>being this unwoke

>>36931252

Keep going anon, loving these.

do a JFK or W Bush

>>36931289
>>36931317
Tomorrow maybe, I can't now though I procrastinated so fucking hard today.

>>36931272
Well shit, I guess nuclear engineering isn't a real field then. Should I change my non-existent major?

>>36931340
What was the point in this thread?
Goods story though.

>>36931476
I don't even fucking know, Rasputin was all I had on my mind at that time and I had to make a greentext about his life to feel good I guess

>>36931395

Nuclear bombs aren't real, nuclear engineering is. Don't change degrees, you'll become woke like me once you know more about science and realize that it is impossible for the gov't to have created nukes on the scale they claimed they did during the Cold War. Nukes are real but full-fledged nuclear warfare is not a possibility, very few nukes have ever existed irl.

and originally saved

>>36931272
And all the other countries that have nuclear weapons or had nuclear weapons used on them are lying? What are you basing this off of

>>36931340
That was a really good story, brings a human side to a polarizing figure

>>36931499
You are wrong, and ignorant as fuck.

t. Physics major

lol at the concept of greentext history

it's actually a kind of novel approach to biography

kind of makes me want to try my hand at it
my useless advanced degree(s) in history could finally help me out i guess

>>36933703

>I'm a physics major who hasn't even completed his degree and therefore I know everything

Please stop. I hate it when people majoring in the sciences think that somehow makes them qualified on everything, especially when they haven't even completed their degree yet.

>>36932786

Nukes exist, nuclear Armageddon won't ever happen though because efficiency of production / exagerated payloads / efficiency of delivery / actual quantity in existence / cost of production. Nukes are used back in the day (and still) similar to how 9/11 was used to increase control.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YgGzAKP_HuM

Go listen

>>36933783
I have a completed degree, Im just pursuing a masters one you ignorant fucktard, you have zero knowledge about nuclear physics and how nuclear weapons work.

>>36933913

>huehuehue I'm a scientist because I don't question anything I've heard is correct ever

Understanding how nuclear missiles are engineered and how nuclear science works are two different things. You may understand the science, but upon actual examination of the engineering (as well as government programs/spending related to nukes) there is no reason to believe the amount of nukes claimed to exist do, or that nuclear Armageddon is something that could ever happen.

>>36929502
>tfw even rasputin got laid

Somebody post the boney m . Rasputin song please .

>>36934975
you do it
SCUM