oddlycalm
04-27-04, 03:56 PM
(a continuation of a thread begun elsewhere)
New season hath well commenced, yet all knights still bowyth before the prancing horse, and dread the hun. Obersturmfuherer Buttmacher's shadow casteth long upon the field still while his man servant Rubenio struggles to keep pace with his master.
Has building new Castle McLaren, a monument to himself, distracted King Ron and his minions from the task before them? Doth King Ron looketh over his shoulder for the ghost of the long departed King Bruce to emerge and smite him? Will Clan McLaren restore their honor? The Mercedes sucketh mightily, and detonates with wanton abandon. If the Earls of Ilmor fail once more, the corpulent Baron Haug, fearing the hot breath of King Ron's rebuke, may yet roast their bones with the living meat still on them.
And so it falls to young Sir Jenson of Button to bear the flag for Britania. Having been charged with defeat of the wily hun, Sir Jenson hath ridden forth with surprising valor and upon the podium has landed thrice. Sir Juan's steed is barely up to the task, and he is visited nightly with dark visions of his future. Sir Juan surely curseth that hand by which future allegience he pledged to King Ron. King Ron payeth big for knights of great prowess to mount his bumblefooted steeds.
Meanwhile, young Prince Alonso of Renault layeth in wait, ready to pounce should leaders falter. Though not the most powerful, his steed is of good heart, and carries it's pace well onto the end. With age may come more power.
oc
New season hath well commenced, yet all knights still bowyth before the prancing horse, and dread the hun. Obersturmfuherer Buttmacher's shadow casteth long upon the field still while his man servant Rubenio struggles to keep pace with his master.
Has building new Castle McLaren, a monument to himself, distracted King Ron and his minions from the task before them? Doth King Ron looketh over his shoulder for the ghost of the long departed King Bruce to emerge and smite him? Will Clan McLaren restore their honor? The Mercedes sucketh mightily, and detonates with wanton abandon. If the Earls of Ilmor fail once more, the corpulent Baron Haug, fearing the hot breath of King Ron's rebuke, may yet roast their bones with the living meat still on them.
And so it falls to young Sir Jenson of Button to bear the flag for Britania. Having been charged with defeat of the wily hun, Sir Jenson hath ridden forth with surprising valor and upon the podium has landed thrice. Sir Juan's steed is barely up to the task, and he is visited nightly with dark visions of his future. Sir Juan surely curseth that hand by which future allegience he pledged to King Ron. King Ron payeth big for knights of great prowess to mount his bumblefooted steeds.
Meanwhile, young Prince Alonso of Renault layeth in wait, ready to pounce should leaders falter. Though not the most powerful, his steed is of good heart, and carries it's pace well onto the end. With age may come more power.
oc