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(ooc: Ok, out of sheer boredom but....)

Paladine came down to the world and created a large castle and set the banner of the platinum dragon up on high. In the center of the castle is a stone altar, on which lay the Trout of Correct Spelling and Grammar. He who wields this sword would be the one to lead the Anti-Sp@malotans against the forces of the evil sp@mmers.

At the castle's gates are two dragons, ready to defend the castle while the kingdom is being established.

(Looking for a King, Lords, Knights, etc. We're going to campaign against the *beep*mers. lol)

*The dragons eat Vengence and spit him out.*

"A weak sp@mmer dares think he can profane the sacred halls of Anti-Sp@malot. I'd almost send you to Lord Septim out of pity."

I pledge my sword to the noble cause of eliminating *beep* from our beloved forum.

The king of sp@m want to be the king of anti sp@m!?!

*Septim walks in and backhand slaps Seloc.

"And fight yourself?! Get back to Sp@malot!"

*Septim approaches Paladine.

"Alright Paladine...this is pretty much a remake of the first SP@M war, all we need is Vineraven to come and make the anti-anti-Sp@Malot and we will be set. Anyways, as you know I cannot be directly involved, neither can you, but my serveants can do whatever they please..."

*Septim disappears and suddenly the roof caves in and a mighty dragon, flanked by ten gryphons and thirty harpies swarm the palace, the harpies begin ripping out hearts and feeding on them while the dragon combats Patton's dragon. The gryphons all go for Patton.

"Leave Paladine alone...he is immortal and it would be a waste..."

*The gryphons change course and go straight at Guderian. One of the rips Guderian's face off and shoves it down his throat.

*Killer takes out a spear and throws it at gryphons, and it manages to go through every single one.*

*As Septim stops daydreaming of the effects of his assault Guderian breaks his little nap with a yell.*

*As Septim stands awed at the sight of his dead gryphons, he mumbles a few words*

"But... My dragons?"

"Septim! You cannot defeat us! Your pathetic *beep* troops are no match for our well bred animals!"

*Erunion walks in.*
"I am amused by *beep*, but do not truly *beep*, as my messages are not pointless or annoying. For the most part... So, as Duke of Sp@m, I would like to meet with the leaders of both sides and discuss a truce."
*Erunion realizes an army of gryphons are attacking him with two angry dragons...*
*Erunion runs away throwing fireballs behind him.*
"I only wanted peace!!!!"
*Erunion teleports away...*

*Sp@micus comes down and in a burst of flames, kills half of Killer's dragons, in another he kills the other half. The dragon laughs loudly and disappears again, two smaller dragons fly down. One rips off Killer's freshly knitted arm and rips the thumb off, throwing the thumb into one of the hydra's many mouths and the dragon then throws the arm into the fire, burning the flesh off. The two dragon's advance slowly on Killer.

[[OOC: I will if he doesn't get an army of a thousand gryphons, I only used thirty! And this dragon is my avatar, so I only use it when others overpower their things. Other than that he will not appear...]]

Hahaha, *beep* is censored now, when did this happen? By *beep* I mean sp@m.

(Ok, no using 1000 grifs Killer. Geez, if anyone's going to summon 1000 grifs from nowhere, it's me. You're a human, or a knight of anti-sp@m, not the 'diety' of us)

*Paladine shakes his head and then causes a small nova to blow away the castle and the massive numbers of creatures around it. He then re-creates the castle, Guderian, Killer and his two dragons.*

"There, we are even. Now begone from here Septim, else I WILL fight this time."

*Seloc splits using his split personatily power.*

"Ha lets see you kill a king.!"

*Paladine looks down at Seloc.*

"Well, that depends Septim, looks like some of your group wants peace and the rest want war. The kings could battle it out, but I warn you. The Trout of Spelling and Grammar is a very potent weapon against sp@mmers."

*Septim looks at Paladine.

"Well Paladine...I think I have a solution, we shall start the Second SP@M War on another thread. There it will be fought between the Sp@mmers and Anti-Sp@mmers!"

"Since he tried to attack me directly, I'm sure you won't object Septim..."

Paladine turns and casts an immortal-level disintegrate and turns Might into a pile of dust.

* Thanks Septim! Might gets back up and immediatly starts building his ultimate weapon. A picture of George Forman............*

Hey, I'll be duke, seeing as to how it was my idea, and *beep*ming will take me WAY to long to do, eh!

=)

Atriedes! Dune Geekzor!

As King of Anti-Sp@malot, I am sure our God will allow you to join our joyous cause.

Goldsie walks into the castle grounds, silhouetted against the sun which is directly behind him. He pauses for a moment and surveys the scene of carnage around him, then continues walking. As he steps over the body of a dead Griffin he spies Septim, standing next to a loaded catapult, Goldsie draws his power sword and charges at Septim. The Sword glows and crackles with powerful energy as Goldsie swings it, trimming everyone of Septim's fingernails on the way past.

'That was a warning slash, the next ones for real" Sneers Goldsie at his hated enemy, Septim just snigger's then turns and charges at Goldsie. Goldsie quickly switches his weight and takes the charge on the shoulder, flipping Septim into the air. Septim grunts in pain as he lands heavily on the Catapult, he then rolls over and tries to climb to his feet. But Goldsie, with lighting quick reflexes, throws his sword, Septim dodges it as it flies past and smiles mockingly at Goldsie, Goldsie Simply Shrugs and smiles back. Suddenly the catapult Lurches and fires, sending Septim flying through the air, through a grove of trees and finally coming to rest in a distant lake. Goldsie withdraws his Sword from the firing mechanism of the Catapult, it Crackles one last time as he places back into its sheath. He then enters the castle. He quickly seeks of Patton and kneels in fount of him and bowing his head states.

"It would be my honor to serve under you, Mighty Fiz- I mean Patton"

Sigheart yells "Tom Bombadil!"

*Then takes a chainsaw out and stabs him*

*Stabs Might*

Moments before Mights Picture of George foreman hits Goldsie enchants himself, in-order too make sure that when he dies he would return. When the remnants of Goldsie's flesh settled, all that remained were Goldsie's charred bones in a scattered pile. Might thought he had won, but this joyous Celebration quickly turned too fear as Goldsie's bones raised one by one into the air and then, in a blinding Flash of light, fused back together to form Goldsie's Skeleton, Goldsie marched over too Might, who stood rooted to the ground with fear, and Seized him by the neck. Out of nowhere a whirlwind appeared and engulfed Goldsie and Might, spinning them higher and higher into the air until they were out of sight, then minutes later a small figure appeared in the Sky, hurtling towards the earth at tremendous speeds. It hit the ground with a resounding boom and a  tremendous dust cloud was thrown up. As the dust Settled the figure of Goldsie emerged, unscathed and somehow retaining all his flesh. Then, moments later, Mights limp and seemingly mummified Corpse hit the ground next to Goldsie.

"Same goes for anyone else who kills me"

Suddenly Goldsie's eyes widened as Septim's pierced his back not once but several times. Goldsie winced slightly but not a sound passed his lips, then Septim  set too work, cutting trough tissue and sinew too reach his goal, Goldsie's kidneys, ripping them free he threw them one by one too his dog. Goldsie falls to the ground, crippled and in agony while Septim laughed and disappeared into the clouds. Goldsie rolled over and looked at the dog, which was also rolling around in pain, suddenly the dog exploded in a shower of blood and gore. Goldsie's kidney's emerged from the shattered remains and rolled over too Goldsie, who picked them up and placed them back inside his exposed guts. The, grimacing as he focused extremely hard, Goldsie's wounds began too heal, slowly but surely the cuts and gashes began to seal themselves. Goldsie stood up, with not a scratch on him and glared at the clouds, cursing under his breath at the demon that was Septim.

"Fight me like a man! With correct spelling and grammar and well structured sentences!!!!" Yelled Goldsie as he shook his fist at the clouds. Then without warning, Goldsie clutched his chest, and fell too his knees, his face a picture of pain and his whole body tense. After a good minute, Goldsie stood back up again and stated to the crowd.

"Sorry, I had a heart attack, the heart lost"

Goldsie lol'd, then strode up to Patton. Once again he bowed down before him and stated.

"Mighty Patton, it would be my honor too serve you"

*Sigheart and Tom Bombadil a traveling companion kneel before the hallowed halls of Anti-Sp@malot before Paladine.

"I and Tom Bombadil pledge to follow you Paladine, we shall fight against the forces of Sp@m until the day we die.  We shall never give an inch to those of Sp@m. Instead we shall destroy them with our blistering power and rid the world of this menace."

*Finally Sigheart stands up and walks over to Might grabs him and throws him out of the window.*