<font color=steelblue>The Mad Modding Dragon of Ironworks looks down at the wee little member and with a mighty tow flips him away like a paper football.

"Next". </font>

<font color=steelblue>"Hey! I'll take that! They're legal age now...ya know... ;)

You shall pass unscathed".

Fourhammerlarry dragon lashes out and traps Hive in his maw, then spits out then reaches up and snatches the paper gold away from him...then sends him flying against the thread's outer wall. </font>

[ 12-13-2004, 11:22 PM: Message edited by: Larry_OHF ]

<font color=CCCCCC>Reaper

The one whose evil eclipses Larry's shimmers into the thread, and laughs a deep and troubling laugh. The one now called Reaper sits back in his Lazyboy to watch the show and hear the tunes</font>

<font color="white">Callum casts Kerr's Sphere of Shut-the-Hell-Up on the assembled throng. Then realises that he has stopped himself from talking as well...</font>

A fellow Mod steps through the gate to assit Larry. It is T-D-C the great.

He casts Power Word: Religion which has the power to shut down all threads created by Ironworks members.

All Ironworks members besides the great moderators are now silenced.

<font color=CCCCCC>Reaper

The dark one laughs as another moderator tries using Shadow Magic(tm), for most of it is harmlessly absorbed into the foul essence of the one known as Reaper.</font>

<font color=steelblue>"Cool! I got more back-up!"

The Modding Dragon switches again back into human form and pockets the membership to the Olsen Twins. <font color=lightgreen>~<font color=lightpink>grinz</font>~</font>

He looks around to see everyone stunned by the power of his brother moderator and smirks.

"Good move, young one. You are fast becoming a great Overlord...and shall soon be an apprentice no more!"</font>

<font color=steelblue>The Modding One turns to The Reaper, and smirks some more.

"I could easily take your post and shove it up your Reaping Rear, oh Foul Essenced One!!!"</font>

<font color=CCCCCC>Reaper

Raising an eyebrow (although under his blackened suit of plate and mail armor and especially his helmet it went unseen), the one called Reaper laughed again, "You have tried that trick before, and always your modding ways fail before the force of the Story, very well, we shall see how the Story plays out in this place. Perhaps your power is strong enough in this thread, perhaps not."</font>

<font color=steelblue>This thread was to teach those impedent little imbeciles on the aforementioned thread a lesson in who their Daddy is!

You and I have no quarrel in this world, and our battle is elsewhere. Therefore, why not help me mop up those that care not for our Role-Playing Forum except to visit here on a lure that I set with the hopes to take a swipe at me in hatred and vengence. Together, we shall prove that years spent in the sacred gaming forum makes us immune to their petty rivalry!"</font>