The Spammer War:
The night was pitch black. The Moderator Knights from the Kingdom of BetterMan, were having to walk beside their horses, let them lead and try not stumble. The full suits of armor while heavy, were also not the most comfortable thing to wear. Although Sir Merlin had designed the armor with the magical clasps and it was far advanced over anything of the period, it still would chafe and rub sore spots.
The long lines of soldiers to the rear were having as much trouble, if one should trip and fall, it would set off a chain reaction with many soldiers falling over the pile. There were constant commands to be quiet, keep it down.
Sir Loki had been sent on ahead to scout the perimeter of the spammer nest and now returned. He had found the column of soldiers and Knights by yelling, "Marco" to which someone would reply, "Polo."
Sir Loki, when he got to the column, yelled, "Light some torches, so that I might find my way to the King."
Several torches were lit and Sir Loki rode down the column until he found King Arthur, astride his horse being led by a squire.
"Your Highness", said Sir Loki, "The spammer nest is completely empty. There is no one around." By this time all the Moderator Knights had gathered round to hear the news.
King Arthur said, "Well, there goes our element of surprise, they must have found out somehow, that one of their spammers had given us the location of their nest, further more, they probably know, that we knew, that their weapon of the Ctrl Alt Delete wouldn't work at night, because it's a line of sight reliant device."
The King said, "We'll make camp here for the night, inform the soldiers to set up their tents."
The Moderators immediately posted this in Announcements and there was a flurry of torches being lit and wagons being unloaded.
The night was fitful for Sir Bret, he couldn't stop thinking about the Princess Jennifer. He had never missed a woman before and didn't know what to make of these feelings.
He, Sir Stud and Sir Want8 took the first shift for perimeter duty. They had opted to not wear their armor as the chances of a surprise attack by the spammers was very low and it was much more comfortable in the saddle.
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Last edited by JonPop : 05-26-2008 at 03:42 PM.
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