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Spamalot Castle | ||||
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*A gold dragon comes down and spots the young sp@mmer, Arthion.* | ||||
*Septim sends a volley of SP@M at the dragon, most of it goes down its throat and causes it to lose oxygen and fall to the Earth several miles away. "He too will be back..." *Septim turns to Vengence "Spoon and I have talked about you...we decided that if you asked we would make you one..." *Vengence suddenly feels his legs become weak, Vengence falls to the ground and Septim draws his Blade of SP@M. "By the power invested in me as God of SP@M, I now declare you a Knight of SP@M. Go forth on this day and SP@M the forums under the banner of mighty *beep*alot! You may rise..." | ||||
Paladine proclaims himself as the god of Anti-Sp@m, and with it, he revives his dragon and allows his dragons to play havoc on the knights. "So Septim, let's have it out this way, we don't intervene directly, and we allow the mortals to deal with their own problems, hmm?" | ||||
haha, anti sp@m, sounds a lot like my idea, doesn't it? | ||||
*Septim thinks deeply. "I believe that is fine...I have confidence in my Knights, Lords, Duke, Prince, and King..." *Septim stands beside Paladine and looks upon the world below. | ||||
"Hoping for his knighthood Might jumps up and throws a large fist of mighty wanabe *beep*mer at Fizban* | ||||
*Septim catches the SP@M "No Might, kill the dragon, Fizban will not harm you...yet...and if he does I must get directly involved and will most likely have a gigantic godly fight with him..." | ||||
*Awww but but could I atleast help you with against Fizban, sir?* | ||||
"The others need you more than I do...go help your fellow *beep*mer brethren" | ||||
*Verll walks up to Septim* | ||||
"So, whatever happened to my sp@m application?" | ||||
*Septim's voice booms over the sky "I cannot help you, I am watching with Fizban. You should slay the dragons on your own. But I shall give you this...as a gift" *Suddenly a blade comes from the sky and lands in the ground in front of Verll. "The Blade of SP@Mlords. It shall serve you well, Lord of SP@M" *Septim's eyes turn to Jonny. "You must SP@M more in order to become a Knight of SP@M, spread your SP@M into all forums and a Knight you shall be" | ||||
"A Knight. A KNIGHT!" Jonny cries out indignantly. "I say there sir, what is wrong with thee brains?!" | ||||
*A dagger comes down and lands in Jonny's shoe. "Use it to get the gum off the bottom of the Mess Hall's table...oh yeah...and it's alright against Anti-*beep* dragons..." | ||||
*Arthion walks back in the room* | ||||
*Septim's voice booms down from the sky once more "SP@M can be suppressed, but it can never truely die" | ||||
Everyone can be killed by *beep* you should know that!! *Meanwhile hes shooting fists of mighty wanabe *beep*mber at the dragon and has made several holes in it.* | ||||
'i thank you for my new role as knight of sp@m" *bows* | ||||
*Seloc rises from his throne where he had watched the chaos.* "O god of sp@m and of spice and of ham, grate us your divine intervention!" | ||||
"And thus we must fight to keep the sp@m at a sheer minimum." | ||||
*Septim raises his arms and suddenly a mighty fiery dragon comes out of the ground. The dragon roars into the sky and flaps his mighty wings, the dragon goes into the sky and comes down upon Patton's dragon, biting wildly at its throat while clawing at its eyes with his talons. "Well Paladine, if you get to have a dragon serveant, I would like the same..." *Septim's dragon rips off Patton's dragon's head and burns it with flames before clawing out the enemy dragon's intestines. | ||||
No, dragon-kind serves me. Any more interference into the dealings of your servants and mine will cause me to obliterate you from existance. (I'm playing until Anti-Sp@malot is populated. :-P ) | ||||
"I am guessing he serves you Paladine...and you cannot obliterate me from existance...only the supreme god, ZeTa, can do that..." | ||||
Verll picks up the blade of sp@mlords, but when he turns around to face the dragon, he sees Septims dragon tear up the second dragon. | ||||
*Might sees Verll with the blade of sp@mlords so he runs up and after doing several backflips whacks the blade out of his hands.* | ||||
*Septim hangs up a notice, it says: ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ To all Sp@mmers of Visual Utopia, All who join in the SP@M Army recieve: A lightsaber with a color of your chosing Upon joining the SP@M army you will recieve the rank of Wannabe Sp@mmer. The ranks of the SP@M army are so, Wannabe Sp@mmer May all who die in the coming war with Anti-Sp@malot die with honor. Signed, ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ | ||||
Count me in! | ||||
I'll join! | ||||
Why don't I just create a thread for this war? | ||||
[[OOC: just did! And I talked about it earlier]] *Septim appears and approaches Wizardius and Might. "Alright men...you are both privates!" *Septim pulls out two backpacks and hands one to Wizardius and one to Might. "This is all the gear that was promised to you, you are to report to the SP@M battlefield!" *A SP@Mchopper lands on a helipad behind Wizardius and Might. "Get on that chopper, it'll take you there...I would teleport you, but I am lazy..." *Septim disappears | ||||
Prince Lucias Septim II
"I am guessing he serves you Paladine...and you cannot obliterate me from existance...only the supreme god, ZeTa, can do that..." Or his loyal servant.......ME!!!!! | ||||
*Scientist explodes.* | ||||
*Walks onto Sp@mCHOPPER | ||||
*Walks onto *beep*CHOPPER "Hey am I a COMMAnDER? | ||||
*Verll takes out his BEEROSPROUTER-2007 and kills might. | ||||
*Might teleports back and plugs his controller into Verll and makes him stab himself 103 times in the face then hand Might back the sword. Might teleports back to the battlefield.* | ||||
IT IS MINE SWORD! | ||||
*Might teleports back steals the sword and throws Verll in a prison of wanabe *beep*mers guarded by super duper wanabe *beep*mers. | ||||
Just appears next to Might, takes the blade that was given to him and ask | ||||
*Might grabs it and make a replica out of thin air.* | ||||
*takes the blade and makes it untakeable* | ||||
*Verll doesn't realize he has the replica bwhwhwhwa* "Alright Alright BYE! | ||||
*Might don't realize that it is HE who have the replica | ||||
*Verll thinks I have the replica but he doesn't know I put a spell to tell me which ones the replica so he has the replica.* | ||||
*Might doesn't know that as the owner of the blade no-one can put a spell on it except himself and that he can't be tricked by a replica either, because it is his blade. | ||||
*Verll doesn't know that I put the spell on the replica* "Bye!" | ||||
Mistake corrected: P | ||||
*Verll still doesn't know that it isn't his blade. Its is the blade of Goretnuitstion!* | ||||
Verll just sighs and teleports back to *beep*alot Castle | ||||
*Verll Teleports back with the fake sword of *beep*lords.* | ||||
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