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<p> <b>You are Charles VI of France, also known as Charles the Mad
or Charles the Well-Beloved!<br>
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<p>(hehehehe... of course, that's on strong narcotics <br>
and muscle relaxers. Who knows who I REALLY<br>
am!)<br>
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//Elizabeth<br>
<br>
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<a class="moz-txt-link-abbreviated" href="mailto:fem_cat@yahoo.com">fem_cat@yahoo.com</a> wrote:<br>
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Which Historical Lunatic Are You?
You are Gaius Caesar Germanicus - better known as
Caligula!
Third Emperor of Rome and ruler of one of the most
powerful empires of all time, your common name means
"little boots". Although you only reigned for four
years, brief even by Roman standards, you still
managed to garner a reputation as a cruel, extravagant
and downright insane despot. Your father died in
suspicious circumstances, you were not the intended
heir, and one of your first acts as Emperor was to
force the suicide of your father-in-law. Your sister
Drusilla died that same year; faced with allegations
that your relationship with her had been incestuous,
you responded, bafflingly, by declaring her a god.
You revived a number of unpopular traditions,
including auctions of properties left over from public
shows. When a senator fell asleep at one such auction,
you took each of his nods as bids, selling him 13
gladiators for a vast sum. You attempted to have your
horse, Incitatus, made into a consul and hence one of
the most powerful figures in Rome. It was granted a
marble stable with jewels and a staff of servants. At
one point you forced your comrade Macro to kill
himself - in much the same vein as your father-in-law
- accusing him of being his wife's pimp. You, of
course, were having an affair with said wife at the
time.
Things went from bad to worse. When supplies of
condemned men ran short in the circus, you had
innocent spectators dragged into the arena with the
lions to fill their place. You claimed mastery of the
sea by walking across a three-mile bridge of boats in
the Bay of Naples; kissed the necks of your lovers,
whispering sweet nothings like "This lovely neck will
be chopped as soon as I say so,"; dallied with your
sister's lover and made her pull her unborn child out
of her womb prematurely. Towards the end of your
reign, you had a golden statue of yourself made and
dressed each day in the same clothes you yourself
wore. When you eventually died, the terrified people
of Rome refused to believe that such a cruel reign
could ever end, and believed you to be alive for years
afterwards.
Take the test at :
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"Oops! My karma ran over your dogma!"
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