Wheeler appears from out of an alley way, wreathed in holy light and not much else. Two giggling, dishevelled, but still clearly beautiful women follow out slightly behind him. He has clearly been busy with the going forth and multiplying part of his mission. He watches as two more women along with a Doctor and a Lawyer are having a debate on what he would call redemption. Redemption of a family line and whether or not it is possible and whether it should be allowed. He decides to offer his holy wisdom on the matter.

“Dearest Children. Worry not. For i have come to guide you into the light. Your hearts are clearly troubled. Allow me to help lift the fog of uncertainty which has settled over you.

The book of Fred, contained within the testament of Wheeler is quite clear on this matter.”

As he says this, a copy of the testament, as if by magic, appears in his hands. He flips it open and immediately lands upon the page he desires.

”Allow me to recite to you all.”

“And thus spoke the Lord, Wheeler, unto me.

What mean you, you who do say, that ‘The fathers have eaten of the sour grapes and thus are the childrens teeth set on edge?’

As i live, you shall not have occasion to use this proverb.

Behold! All souls are mine; as the soul of the father, so too the soul of the son.

The soul that sins, it shall die.

But if a man is just and does that which is lawful and right and doth not sin, but has walked in my light and kept my judgement, he is righteous and shall surely live! So saith the Lord Wheeler!”

“Thus are the scriptures clear. The sins of the father, his mistakes, his crimes, his transgressions are his own to bear. The judgement for these sins shall not be visited upon his sons and daughters.

However, it is surely also true that a seed sown amongst thorns shall be choked. It is down to us few faithful to clear the thorns, till the soil and prepare good fields so that good seeds might grow. It is also for us to pull up the weeds from whence they spring. We must be moderate in our weeding though. For even weeds have their uses and can be domesticated and put to use. So too the thorns, might keep thieves and pests from the crop.

All plants have their own worth. Whilst you may not eat from the thorny bush, you might still stop to smell its roses. Whilst you may not cultivate the dandelion, you might still use its root for coffee and its young leaves for a salad. Not all plants bear fruit, not all plants have obvious uses. But they all have their worth.
So too is it for the lives of the people who make their homes between our coasts. Whilst their purpose may not be immediately appreciated by yourself or even most others, there are those who can appreciate their qualities. We should not push them out. We should not prevent them from finding a home. We should allow each and every one of them to show us if they have the potential to be productive members of our society, regardless of whom their mothers or fathers may have been.

Instead we should nurture them, until they show their worth, for even bad seeds might bring forth ripe fruit and good seeds bring forth rotten fruit. Sometimes, it all depends on where those seeds are sown and how they are nurtured.

In the aforementioned case of the Kuku bloodline, at times its seeds have born thorny bushes to choke the good seeds. At others and more commonly, it has born weeds. Which needed to be pulled up. In both of these instances, the right course of action is to cut the bushes down or pull the weeds up. But those seeds still have the potential to bear good fruit. We must just allow them the opportunity.”

Even then Dr_KennethNoisewater I don't believe there is a secret group of in people responsible for all the deaths of the kuku line. Some folks collect Clarice Cliff, some Royal Doulton, I collect Kuku family WS, in fact some I have paid a pretty penny for, and of the 12 I have from these last 2 months, they were perpetrated by 9 different individuals spanning 5 of the 6 cities. Not all were in immediately apparent positions of power, and i know of at least one recently that was in part responsible for the shooters eventual death, due to breaching established family rules without prior permission.

Very much in agreement with you Lincoln_Lawyer.

I was referring to the unfortunate souls who pass having seemingly not caused any issues. This of course can't be applied to people who get caught up in wars or other such battles. 

Grace stopped what she was doing as the voice of a God came forth from the heavens? Nay, from a... Grace squinted and raised a hand to her brow to get a better look at the shed. "What the..." science could not explain this one, for the man spoke of things that were far beyond her ability to understand, at least until the word ballsack was mentioned. Then she figured she was back the same page. "Behold! The voice of the Gods!" she said throwing her arms towards the shed, "The bringer of Peanut butter, Pickles and beautiful wives." 

Grace moved forward to greet the God, welcome them, partake in the delicious PPM that awaited in the holy place, but she lost her footing and fell, flailing wildly as she reached for anything to grab ahold of. But there was nothing to catch her except the ground. Her voice wavering with disbelief, mild-shame and awe she called out, "Oh Squishy God of us mere mortals..." she winced, "Your lights are on." 

Wheeler looks up to the heavens as they open up and the voice of god booms out. A holy energy fills him and he begins with renewed energy.

“Behold! My children! Hear the words of god! Go forth and till your fields and plant good seeds! Come and worship at the church of Wheeler! Go forth and slay many RATs!”

With that Wheeler begins to march down the street, barely avoiding a prostrate Grace, and drumming up a mighty following on his way back to North Side, Chicago.

"he is automatically guilty of Spikes crimes"

"Crime" is relative. The ancestors of SpikeS have, with few exceptions, acted in self defense or general strategy which is not a crime! But to some this may be a criminal act because well they failed at whatever they were doing or because they just don't like the SpikeS and times when he was able to succeed where they couldn't, and so the tears may fall. 

"Crimes" in this world are something that'd I'd associate with more personal actions, usually spawned out of anger or hatred, and/or things that go against God or the commandments he doth bestow upon us. I do not fit that glove govna!

That said as the Macarena doth speaketh: 

If someone hath a "bloodfeud" with others and say this individual is never going to change from their path of blood as those wounds may never heal... (This is a rare occurrence because generally wounds do in fact heal and love and friendship may begin... The world is not so bleak on our blessed planet!) 

But say as offspring of the enraged party, hidden under a new family name, their lineage becomes identified and they are truly a threat... It would behoove one to toss Bilbo into the volcano of Mount Doom!

This goes both ways. Whoever in said bloodfued may have the ability or advantage at that given moment or season to act on it. Kinda just gotta suck it up and not whine about it like a bitch. This world has a cycle. You go up. You go down. They go up. You take them down. You go up. You keep it up long and hard, but then you go back down... Etc. Vice Versa. Praised be. Blah.

And Macarena doth proclaim:

Be not with hatred in your heart. Be with love for mankind. Care about your fellow creatures on God's greyscaled earth! Remember that the Black Bishop and Knight are going to come for you from across the board, but also remember the faces behind the chess board. They are from human womb, unless they're an animal... I dare not say to be kind to these women or men across the table. That would be too much of a demand, but to be a gentleman or sportsmanlike enough to not hate them... You do not have to shake their hands. You do not have to speak to them... But I insist, hate is not good for anyone. Hate burns the soul from within. Hate is a cancer and in this case, it is self-inflicted. 

The Macarena has spoken. 

Also Grace is a crime fighter, of the arachnid kind. Thwip. Tomorrow, a pirate sailing the seven seas. 

I did  go look back to see who said it, because I am almost positive that it was one of the in group who stated  it in a conversation on the streets in recent months, in one of Kuku's discussions.  This was stated. While all the discussions I have read are marked there is just to much misdirection by respondents to find it. 

 

At what  point  then does someone  become judged by their actions and not their parents actions? Or are too many of the in group  just jaded like Dr_KennethNoisewater is implying.

I wouldn't know the name of the person who started this conversation you're speaking of Terrah, but I bet his or her name wasn't "Kuku".  You sure that was their name?  Because if it wasn't, aren't you painting that individual with the same wide brush as the bloodliners?  Branding them by their ancestry?  I'm having difficulty telling which side of the argument you are on.  Are you for or against branding people by their lineage? 

Hey maybe I'm wrong, maybe the person who started that conversation was named Kuku.  Can you confirm?