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Goldsie simply ignores Might who's sheer Stupidity and lack of interesting, funny or sheerly awesome posts is ruining this thread. | ||||
"Who said there was a window?" replied Sigheart | ||||
*Might flies through the wall with surprising speed and skill.* | ||||
*Septim appears. "All anti-Sp@mmers must report to the Second SP@M war!!! All of the Sp@mmers are there!" | ||||
*Sigheart jumps to the side of Mights way, unsure why Might continues
to fly through the window suddenly he sees Tom Bombadil who then
punches him and creates another window* | ||||
*Might gets back up and and uses *beep*fire on Tom Bombadil Which takes him out of existence.* "Take that your LOTR Fool!" | ||||
*The Sp@m fire harmlessly hits the wall* | ||||
*Tom forgot to move and was taken out of existence the *beep*fire then went on to take the wall out of existence.* | ||||
*Suddenly Tom Bombadil appears behind Might* | ||||
*The nail goes thorugh the illusion of Might. Meanwhile the real might is carefully ringing the whole Anti-*beep*alot with Large pictures of George Foreman. He runs 50 Miles away and sets them off. In the distance there is a HUGE mushroom.* | ||||
Hmm, it would seem that my chosen king of Anti-Sp@malot hasn't taken the authority on himself. IF he does not do so by the mortal day of Tuesday, I will choose another to raise the Anti-Sp@malot banner. | ||||
"You called my liege? Is there something you wish for me to do?" | ||||
Assemble your court King Guderian, for soon we must ride out to cruscade against sp@m! | ||||
Dukes, Lords, Knights of Anti Sp@m! Assemble yourselves for battle. Those who do not answer the call will be considered traitor and executed! | ||||
Do you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth! Muster yourselves! All those that have answered the call of our mighty leader fight and bleed with me in our war against the *beep*mers! | ||||
*beep* *beep* *beep* *beep* | ||||
Might is no more... he met a horrible death. Now then, those that wish to be called knights and lords of anti-sp@malot. Heed the words of the king and come forward! | ||||
'"I wish to be a leader of knights my liege" | ||||
*Patton takes out his sword and taps Sigheart on the shoulders with it* | ||||
Fizban sees that Septim is reinforcing the gates of his castle, "It seems that Anti-Sp@malot may be needed once more. Those that wish to see intelligent and quality posts in the forums, unite under my banner! Representatives of the Lord of Mustard are also welcome within these halls." | ||||
A Septim clone envoy approaches the gates. "We seek no war...my master is just restoring the haven of sp@mmers..." | ||||
My father, Lord Guderian served under you my lord. Now I shall follow in his footsteps. | ||||
Good man, Mac. You are welcome. | ||||
A herald comes from Mustardon, leading a very, very large wagon train full of yellow barrels. | ||||
"Ah very good! Please, place it within the Mess Hall and be welcome among us." | ||||
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