Tale of Two Guilds

[Big_Japan]

: downboats this thread into oblivion having read zero words of OP

[Pheer]

Full disclosure guys, OP spent his evening last night watching Hoku's stream and begging him not to wake the sleeper in tells.

[Sodors Finest Poster]

I'm sure whatever minions are left in Tramp will reform under Taken or w/e and soon enough we will be back to the same ole snake eating his own tail.

[Sodors Finest Poster]

Hi kids, why all this bitterness?

It reminds me of the time Hokushin got salty. Would you like to hear a story? You would? Well, I think I have time before the next train departure.

It was a sunny day on the island of Sodor. The tourism season was in full swing and Sir Topham Hatts rail lines were working at peak capacity. Gordon had just come back to the terminus after pulling the 7am Express. Waiting at the station was head master Hokushin.

“Why so late, can’t you see our competitor has been picking up most of our clientele? “

Gordon looked down and didn’t speak. He knew that he had just lost most of the tourists at Temple of Veeshan station in Northern Sodor to the competitor’s railway.
Hokushin continued to speak down to Gordon. “Since you were busy fucking around at Feerrott all of our lines have been running late. I have a business to run.”

Feeling ashamed of being ashamed Gordon tried to get a word in to save his pride but Hokushin continued, this time screaming.

“This island of Sodors mayor, Lord Vulak’Aerr… Lord Vulak” He paused, trying to regain his composure “Lord Vulak has awarded Forsakengard Expressway with the…”
Gordon noticed the curl under his hips as he continued.

“Rock of Gharn.” Hokushin lay silent, his glare not at Gordon but on the distance. As if he was peering into another dimension. One where he may feel more vindicated Gordon imagined.

Gordon began to speak for the first time. “Sir, that award isn’t really all that great. I’m not sure why –“ Hokushin interrupted Gordon and immediately started jumping on the spot like a three year old having a tantrum.

“I want it, I want it, I was to be server first. The first monk on the server, I deserved it, you all let me down.” He stopped jumping. “You don’t deserve me as head station master.”

“Theres only one thing to do.” he said, again regaining some of his limited composure. “It’s time to wake Thomas.

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[Sodors Finest Poster]

Hi kids, why all this bitterness?

It reminds me of the time Hokushin got salty. Would you like to hear a story? You would? Well, I think I have time before the next train departure.

It was a sunny day on the island of Sodor. The tourism season was in full swing and Sir Topham Hatts rail lines were working at peak capacity. Gordon had just come back to the terminus after pulling the 7am Express. Waiting at the station was head master Hokushin.

“Why so late, can’t you see our competitor has been picking up most of our clientele? “

Gordon looked down and didn’t speak. He knew that he had just lost most of the tourists at Temple of Veeshan station in Northern Sodor to the competitor’s railway.
Hokushin continued to speak down to Gordon. “Since you were busy fucking around at Feerrott all of our lines have been running late. I have a business to run.”

Feeling ashamed of being ashamed Gordon tried to get a word in to save his pride but Hokushin continued, this time screaming.

“This island of Sodors mayor, Lord Vulak’Aerr… Lord Vulak” He paused, trying to regain his composure “Lord Vulak has awarded Forsakengard Expressway with the…”
Gordon noticed the curl under his lips as he continued.

“Rock of Gharn.” Hokushin lay silent, his glare not at Gordon but on the distance. As if he was peering into another dimension. One where he may feel more vindicated Gordon imagined.

Gordon began to speak for the first time. “Sir, that award isn’t really all that great. I’m not sure why –“ Hokushin interrupted Gordon and immediately started jumping on the spot like a three year old having a tantrum.

“I want it, I want it, I was to be server first. The first monk on the server, I deserved it, you all let me down.” He stopped jumping. “You don’t deserve me as head station master.”

“Theres only one thing to do.” he said, again regaining some of his limited composure. “It’s time to wake Thomas.

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[Sodors Finest Poster]

delete double post. I may be Sodors finest poster, but Sodor dosnt have many good posters.

[Spyder73]

The roleplay is flowing in this thread - all good things happening here.

[Euth]

Seems like a fairly accurate account. Hows that Rock of Gharn working for ya?

[Raev]

What a remarkably unnecessary dose of racism OP

[trite]

Confused by the OP's metaphor, forsaken guild leader is now a known cheater with his wizard's account banned due to auto-fire evidence he posted on his own youtube channel...Rampage guild leader was honorable to a fault. Playing by the rules was probably hurting Rampage because they had to compete against people who would do and say anything for pixels...