Created: 2007-04-19 16:12:34
Game: unity
Faith: Barnabas
The sun beats down on the young Torkano’s SWIFT PEEPEEE as he walks along the shoreline. He gently wipes the mangoo from his
member. Thoughts began to fill his mind on the escapades that he just encountered. He turns around and peers back into the
distance. Screams can still be heard from what once he called home. His hopes and dreams shattered in but an instant. He takes but
one more step and collapses on the shore. Lying there nearly lifeless and naked, he begins to recall the last visions of his
father. EWW! Sicko! A hardworking peasant this man was whom had built his wife and son a small mushroom cottage on the shore with
his own SWIFT PEEPEE and mangoo.
He remembered seeing the sand kick up from a distance as the men rode near bearing a flag of Blue. His watched as his father
grabbed a sword from under his bed. The boy moved near him and asked, “Father who are those men that come to steal the SWIFT
PEEPEE?” Without answering, the father raised the boy off the ground and carried him into the kitchen. He took a didlo out and
handed it to the young lad. “Take this and run my son,” the father said as he put the boy back onto the ground. The boy asked, “But
why father? My massive SWIFT PEEPEE is all I need. Why do I need a dildo too?” but it was too late. His father had already turned
and began making his way to the door. The boy made his way into his parent’s bedroom to find his mother on her knees, pleasing one
of the horsemen(or as Sean Connery on Celebrity Jeopardy pronounces it, Whore semen), as she held his willie tightly with her right
hand, praying to Angelique. It sounded like this...Memfmumfemr. After all, she was on her knees.
“We know you and your wife are in there Turoka. We don’t wish to make this a struggle. Give us your wife as Lord Neblo has
requested. You have had ample warning Turoka,” one of the men said.
The young boy creeped to the edge of the bedroom opening and could see the mangoo dripping from his mothers face and the worry in
his father's eyes. He noticed his fathers knees began to shake as he called out, “Leave us alone. Let us live in peace. Lord Neblo
can have any woman he wants but mine. She is already tied up at the moment with one of the whore semen. I will die before I ever
let that bastard set his hands upon her.”
Moments went by of pure silence. His father turned and caught a glimpse of the boy. He motioned for him to always take his girls
through the back door. The boy holding the dildo firmly in his grips began the move. Half way to the door he was stopped in his
tracks by the sound of the front door being broken through. He eyes were lifeless as he watched his father swing the sword back and
forth to keep the men at bay. One of the men dashed in with an overhand swing but his father blocked it with a crafty move of the
sword. The man backed off slightly while more men entered the home. Soon five men stood surrounding the boy’s father.
Turoka went to his knees and asked the men if they needed anything while he was down there. The boy’s eyes turned upward towards
one of the men now standing before his father. He noticed the man’s eyes look toward his father with delight as he said, “Hell, why
not?” Turoka began to raise upward. With that he screamed out loudly, “Azumi, I will always love you.” With the deed done, Turoka
made his way back to his feet and now placed both hands on his hips. He made a quick dance move and shimmied and shaked his body.
Before Turoka could pull the super secret "rocketman," the man reached forth and grabbed both of his arms. Now firmly in
eachother's grasp, one of the other men walked behind Turoka and raised his manthing. He thrust it backward briefly to gain speed
as he brought it back down upon the head of Turoka. "I now dub thee my bitch." As the manthing struck his head, Turoka let go a
gentle screech. The boy watched in horror as his father was now the man's bitch. With that he turned and began to run.
He made his way out the door and a few hundred feet down the shoreline. From here he could make out the screams of his mother. He
turned towards the cottage and saw one of the men carrying his mother on his shoulders as she continued screaming. He noticed the
man took his mother to the stable to play cherades. I mean who the hell likes cherades? He watched as the man bent down and began
to jump up and down while hunched over and barking. For a brief moment, the child thought of making his own gesture. He now watched
as the last man left the house wearing a giant diaper. At this point, they lifted his mother from the ground and told her it was
her turn. Within seconds of this the young boy began to see giant muffins rise through the ceiling and now the men making their way
over to feast. With that the young lad looked up to the sky cursing Angelique, whom he had till this point entrusted with his whole
life. With this, the boy raised his manthing in his right hand and continued to have some fun. He arched his arm back and thrusted
it forward while walking into the water. Again, he looked upward and said, “You have taken my dignity and everything that I loved
in life. For that one day you will pay along with the bearers of the Blue flag.”
It was at this point that the young boy turned to continue down the shoreline. Soon after is when the boy fell. The end of the
story, oh no, it was only the beginning. The tide now began to rise and make its way onto the shore. Water splashed against the
young boys face again and again. Only what he though was water wasn't. It took several splashes of the "water" before the boy
realized it was his pet sparky urinating on him. "DAMN! No respect." He tried to return to his feet but his body was weak and he
was blind from pee in his eyes. His only source of food he recalled was those damn giant muffins. He began to crawl further down
the shoreline towards the light in the distance. It seemed like days but what was actually only but a few hours later the boy had
reached the light in which he sought. It was a colony of giant mushrooms upon the shore. He could hear singing, "Fa lalalalala fa
lalalala." The boy used all the strength he had left to pull himself back to his feet. He slowly moved toward the door and gave one
knock before his legs gave way, sending him back towards the ground. Seconds later a young smurfette came to the door. She stared
at him with her big brown eye. She called for Papa Smurf who came to the door. Noticing the boy’s condition he lifted him off the
ground and pulled him inside. The boy’s eyes wandered throughout the house while the man held him. He could pick the color of blue
throughout the residence and wondered of the meaning behind it. Soon he felt himself being placed among a soft bed. It was this bed
in which the boy would spend the next 10 years of his life and it was in this house in which he would learn of Leto. They told him
of the horrible curse that Angelique thrust upon them. Making them forever blue even though they followed Leto. He would eventually
go onto marry the young smurfette but he had never once forgotten about his family nor of the promise he had made regarding their
vengeance.
His quest for vengeance is now and followers of Leto are needed, you are needed! Followers join together under the name Swift Pee
Pee, the title of an ancient legacy at the time in which the sun god was destroyed by a young slave boy. Help see to it that the
bearers of the Blue flag and Angelique feel the same pain as the boy has felt throughout his lifetime. Join his cause now!
GM: Golden Swift P
AGM: Giant Swift P
Squad Leader: Rubber Prodigy
Full Member: Unshiny Swift P
Member: Do you even have one?
Newbie: Yours about to be cut off
We are here the first age.
NO SWIFT PEE PEE NO TALK
We shall always attack in the best manner possible. No member shall ever be sacrificed to save another. No member shall ever be asked to give himself or herself up for a mistake made by any other member. Repeated failure to participate in a war chat, or the war itself will result in removal from the guild.
STRUCTURE:
Those loyal and help proved their trust will be rewarded, those who dont will not.
COMMUNICATIONS
Communication is good and is a must.
TEMPERS BALL
Diplomacy is but another weapon in our arsenal, and it's one we wield with unsurpassed skill. Accordingly, we demand a certain polish in our members when they deal with those of lesser guilds. There will be times when you disagree with others on Tempers Ball. Do so in a dignified manner, particularly with those of your own faith and brotherhood.
Members are expected to adhere and obey the rules of Tempers Ball, which are:
1. Do not make an ass of yourself
2. Do not post bug reports on the baords, over ICQ, or in IRC, unless specifically asked to by staff.
3. Do not spam or post redundant messages.
4. Do not post kingdom numbers or kingdom names on the boards.
5. Pornography, piracy, or other illegal material is not allowed.
6. Do not post links or advertizements to hate or anti-Evernight sites. This includes racial, ethical, or sexually related sites.
The above is word for word from Tempers Ball, including the typos.
NEWBIES
If you feel you need help with something, contact anyone in the guild and we will more than happy to help you. In return, we hope you to be active.
The rules are simple and are as follow:
1. Obey the orders of those appointed over you. Discipline is the key to victory.
2. Maintain a military force in order to defend yourself. The guild will not protect those that do not first protect themselves.
3. Do not make enemies for the guild. We shall destroy the heathens one by one. Attracting the attention of many only hinders the ultimate plan.
4. Loyalty to the guild and each other. We stand firmly together in all that we do. We will ultimately win through our conviction not only to the cause,but to each other as well.
5. Death before dishonor. To die is not to fail, for giving your life in the name of the cause is the ultimate sacrifice and a refusal to fail.
These are the titles that you will be eligible to hold within the guild:
rank 1) Golden Swift P
rank 2) Giant Swift P
rank 3) Mini Swift P
rank 4) Unshiny Swift P
rank 5) Do you even have one?
Please answer the following when submitting application to the guild:
1. What is your TB name?
2. What is your kingdom name?
3. Do you prefer to play: Scum, Sorcery, or Warrior?
4. What time are you usually online? (Please give days of week, times and time
zone).
5. List all ways you are able to be contacted by (E-mail, ICQ, AOL AIM, MSN
Messenger, etc...)
Please respond to these questions via e-mail (include the question with your
answer) to the GM. You may apply to this guild only if you have first obtained
permission from the GM. All other applications will be automatically denied.