In the beginning...

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I have one question.

If I run defenders, they're empathy defenders. I have run with dark defenders and corrupters; but those black sheep baffle me.

What are those sheep Dark and darkity Dark leading around?

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They are the Dark Servant, aka "Fluffy." Think "Black Sheep" from the nursery rhymes.

Ahhh.... now I understand.

LOL. Somehow that just didn't click.

omg lol i lovvvvveeeee this

LOL.

Yeah, ain't it something?

A Christmas present for the forum. It may be crooked in places and not quite what you hoped for, but I made it myself and brought it here for you, so you must smile and pretend to like it.

- Jock Tamson, Who hopes to soon wake from a long nap.

Long ago when the world was still young, but no longer so young, Defender set out in search of adventure. She set out into the park lands. Circling about she gathered the Skuls there into a great mass, and drove them before her with mighty storm winds. Into the air they flew, flying great distances some over the walls and some onto building nearby. Though Skuls flew through the air most magnificently, she soon grew bored as she had done this a thousand times before.

So next Defender gathered her family about her and they set out to gather Kora Fruit. In the shattered lands where these grow (that is a different story Best Beloved) there are great jets of air upon which one may fly from one floating island of stone to another. As Scrapper approached one such dangerous leap, Defender reached out with her powers and changed he weight and speed. This caused him, not unlike the Skuls before him, to fly through the air most magnificently and brought much laughter. Yet this was an old trick and after a while seemed cruel.

Thus the day passed: Great monsters where felled using techniques so well worn they seemed mechanical. Goals were met with nary a word spoken as all knew their role well. There is joy to be found in the application of well earned skill, but soon Defender found herself standing on a rise and looking out over The City not knowing what to do. The streets below were filled with memories she cherished, she could not just turn away, but was left filled with a melancholy that can come when one stares into the past.

Statesman looked down and saw his daughter thus paralyzed and sent upon her a great sleep. The sun rose and set, and Defender slept. Generations past, and Defender slept. The world changed, and Defender slept. When at last she awoke, she looked down upon a world at once familiar and yet strange and new. What was this new building here? Of what strange villain did the Children below her speak? A smile spread across her face at once both arrogant and confident (which are in the end the same thing, depending on results) and she set forth to learn what had changed.


So it is to this day that some who we mourn as passed are not gone. They merely sleep while the world changes. Some indeed are gone, and are sore missed. Yet others will return and find the world made new for them. Then we shall see faces we miss smile again.

- Jock Tamson, Mythologist

Brilliant as usualy Jock. Maybe also a subtle hint for me that it's time for me to go take a nap, heh. I'm sure that wasn't your intention though.

EDIT: First after Jock!

Or, more hopefully, a note of his impending return?

very nice

This should to be told through the Mission Architect. <_<

I will do it if nobody else plans to; it needs to be done.

that would be awsome, but it would have to be made on every server