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Ongoing, First published May 07
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I wanted to try retelling the story of the "Book of Mormon" musical but as though it were a drama/tragedy rather than a comedy. The overall storyline will be the same, though I do plan on adding more trauma. 

TW/CW: Religious trauma, violence, sexual assault, racism, homophobia (internal and external), fatphobia

Kevin always thought his mission would be the best two years of his life. He spent so much of his childhood studying and working to become the next Joseph Smith. He prayed to Heavenly father every night that he'd get the chance to spend those two years in his favorite place and he had no reason to doubt. Maybe he didn't pray correctly or maybe Heavenly Father truly had it out for him. Or maybe these Ugandan villagers needed him to lead them to salvation. Whatever the reason was, Kevin knew he'd have to work even harder. 

Arnold had never really been into the whole "church" part of being religious. He'd tried to read the Book of Mormon, but it truly was just so boring. However, something did eat away at him as he got paired with the best, smartest missionary at the training center. Was he going to let Elder Price down, like he had any other friend he'd made? Elder Price can't leave him, though. These two missionaries were stuck together for two whole years and Arnold was going to make the best of that time.
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