Challenge to the Baron of the 6th

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From: lordgunthr@aol.com (LordGunthr)
Date: 07 Mar 1999 22:49:24 EST

::walks up to the boards, post another letter::

*Reads*
I Lord Gunthar, challenge Cas Maxim for his status of baron of the 6th ring. I recently with drew a challenge I had made to one Cristian De Oro. I did this as I had not a stable reason to challenge him, accept I was anxious to try and progress my self in this arena. I now challenge Cas, with reasons of my own, as well as reasons publicly seen. Cas has not once but twice tried to publicly humiliate me. On the second instance, after telling me to
"shut up" for mishearing a comment and asking what it meant, I asked him why he insisted in attempting to make me look like a fool. He denied ever haveing insulted me in the past, and insinuated that I was lieing. Then a bit later he admitted that he had, in fact, he had insulted me in the past. Also, after the first incident, I spoke about perhaps challenging, then he blantenly said "go for it." When I said I would, he then began to try and reason
with me, I figured it was all a misunderstanding, and he tried to get me to challenge others, with I regretfully did. I do not take honorless acts such as this lightly, and I wish to strip him of of baronal status. There are those who will agree as well as disagree with my reasonings, however, what he has done to me, as well as attempted to do, is in my mind enough reasoning for my challenge.

::another note reads::

peer wins:

1)QuickVarMG RDI Khrys 11/20/98 5-1??
2)Maxim128 RDI Fiona 12/6/98 5-1
3)Sintamyr RDI Fiona 12/13/98 5-4
4)RLupton RDI Fiona 1/10/99 5-3
5)Marzan RDI Stormi 1/14/99 5-4
6)Mornlythe RDI Stormi 2/20/99 5-1
7)RolandSal RDI Skall 2/21/99 5-2
8)GnrtDrgoon RDI Heath 2/21/99 5-2
9)Skyler CJ RDI Khrys 2/26/99 5-0
10)Veskull RDI Khrys 2/26/99 5-1

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From: zenblack@aol.com (Zen Black)
Date: 07 Mar 1999 22:58:10 EST

::reads Gunthar's post, and just hmms to himself:: Very interesting. ::Walks away, in no position at all to post anything regarding his thoughts::

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From: lrdartides@aol.com (LrdArtides)
Date: 07 Mar 1999 23:31:33 EST

::grins::

Whee!! Let the mud fest BEGIN!!

::bangs a large gong::

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From: joaknshld@aol.com (J Oaknshld)
Date: 08 Mar 1999 00:05:27 EST

Grudge matches are da most fun...

Especially when ya win ::grins::



~J

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From: quickvarmg@aol.com (QuickVarMG)
Date: 08 Mar 1999 00:07:21 EST

Aerenth, you're stupid, ugly, mean, boring, monotonous, and you smell funny too.

How's that for a kick off?

Teasingly,

Var Medici-Giovanni



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|¯Proud father, proud husband¯|

|¯Holder of the Tenth Ring¯|

|¯Soul dedicated to Noelle¯|

|¯Devoted to his children¯|

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From: dreystarke@aol.com (DreyStarke)
Date: 08 Mar 1999 01:15:05 EST

::chuckles lightly reading the posts::

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From: lrdartides@aol.com (LrdArtides)
Date: 08 Mar 1999 04:17:24 EST

No, no, Var...that's no good at all. You gotta do something like:

To the snivelling wretch that calls himself the holder of the 10th ring,

Not only do you have the most worthless excuse for an intellect to ever call itself a brain, I find myself actually becoming dumber at the very mention of your name. You are a pitiful, disgusting cur, and if I could bring myself to come within range of the odiously foul stench which you exude, I would pay you a kings ransom just to find a high cliff and splatter yourself along the bottom, and save us all the trouble, you worthless pig. ::throw's
down a glove and spits derisively:: Feh!

::grins;: Something like that is more what I had in mind.

Teasing right back,
~Aerenth.

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From: quickvarmg@aol.com (QuickVarMG)
Date: 08 Mar 1999 05:44:21 EST

I can do that.
I find it amusing you would expect me to be so stupid as you are, you pitiful excuse for a Human (or in this case, Elven) being. Your idiocy surrounds your worthless skill like the stench surrounding the pathetic garbage you spew from your mouth.
May you eat the fruitcakes I made three years ago, and have a long painful death. I kick sands at the boards just seeing your name signed here. I hope God learns from the mistakes he made when he created you, you spineless moron.

...How's that?
Grinning,

Var Medici-Giovanni



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|¯Proud father, proud husband¯|

|¯Holder of the Tenth Ring¯|

|¯Soul dedicated to Noelle¯|

|¯Devoted to his children¯|

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From: rhy@aol.com (Rhy)
Date: 08 Mar 1999 09:25:08 EST

Projected from St Dominicus, a thought~

Draws an oblique sigh of relief that Artie is not a dark elf, although his spoken desire to own a rump still leaves her with a question or two. As an aside thought, she prays Auri forgives them all for that class last eve, while cutting short the projection under the grip of merry laughter.

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From: lexigirl1@aol.com (LexiGirl1)
Date: 08 Mar 1999 11:05:08 EST

No no no....Var, Aer, you've both got it wrong. It should go something like this:
You swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. As we say in
Texas, I'll bet you couldn't pour *liquid* out of a boot with instructions on the heel. You are a canker. A sore that won't go away. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you.
You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon.
You are a bleating foal, a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. An insensate, blinking calf, meaningful to nobody, abandoned by the
puke-drooling, giggling beasts who sired you and then killed themselves in recognition of what they had done.
I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as
you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I barf at the very thought of
you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile,
worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, the dregs of this
earth. And did I mention you smell?
Try to edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting to
impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will
still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it more rapidly.
You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak
into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite,
foolish beliefs.
You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and
profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus. Monkeys
look down on you. Even sheep won't have *censored action* with you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot.
And what meaning do you expect your delusionally self-important statements of
unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have with us? What fantasy do you hold
that you would believe that your tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight
than that of a leprous desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for
the bite of the snake?
You are a waste of flesh. You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and
obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a disease, you puerile, one-handed, slack-jawed, drooling, meatslapper.
On a good day you're a half-wit. You remind me of drool. You are deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality of wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are asinine and benighted. You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go.
You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock. You grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish foot-licking twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated
tosser. You churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce. You cockered bum-bailey
poofter. You craven dewberry *liquid*head cockup pratting naff. You gob-kissing
gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill.
You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away.
I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard stupid. Dehydrated-rock-hard stupid. Stupid, so stupid it goes way beyond the stupid we know into a whole different dimension of stupid. You are trans-stupid stupid. Meta-stupid. Stupid collapsed on itself so far that even the neutrons
have collapsed. Stupid gotten so dense that no intellect can escape. Singularity stupid. Blazing hot mid-day sun on Mercury stupid.
You emit more stupid in one second than our entire galaxy emits in a year. Quasar stupid. Your writing has to be a troll. Nothing in our universe can really be this stupid. Perhaps this is some primordial fragment from the
original big bang of stupid. Some pure essence of a stupid so uncontaminated
by anything else as to be beyond the laws of physics that we know.
I'm sorry. I can't go on. This is an epiphany of stupid for me. After this, you may not hear from me again for a while. I don't have enough strength left to deride your ignorant questions and half baked comments about unimportant trivia, or any of the rest of this drivel. Duh.
The only thing worse than your logic is your manners. I have snipped away most of your of what you wrote, because, well... it didn't really say anything. Your attempt at constructing a creative flame was pitiful. I mean, really, stringing together a bunch of insults among a load of babbling was hardly
effective... Maybe later in life, after you have learned to read, write, spell, and count, you will have more success. True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. But we sometimes forget that there are "challenged" persons in this world who find these things more
difficult. If I had known, that this was your case then I would have never read your post. It just wouldn't have been "right". Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social
struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you.

::sigh:: Note, no offense meant to any and all parties as this is just one very amusing joke that I've been waiting to slap up. All credit must be given to Lord Tim who had originally said this. May we all learn from this.
Many laughs and chuckles,

efLexi Rynthef
Daughter of Blue

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From: leducblanc@aol.com (LeDucBlanc)
Date: 08 Mar 1999 12:28:58 EST

Lexi,

You know hon, it is times like this that I am really glad you like me so much. You seem to be capable of some sharpness.



Percy

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From: auritan@aol.com (Auritan)
Date: 08 Mar 1999 13:48:02 EST

::taking out his notebook, the old man scribbles in it furiously, trying to capture the essence of Lexi's treatise before someone comes along and rips it off the board. Finishing up, he pockets the notebook and hurries away, grinning to himself... ::

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From: jessetroyn@aol.com (JesseTroyn)
Date: 08 Mar 1999 14:56:31 EST

You all suck.

-JT

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From: lrdartides@aol.com (LrdArtides)
Date: 08 Mar 1999 15:32:49 EST

::blinks at Lexi's post::

Var,

I think we should quit now while we're not -that- far behind. I'm afraid we can't swim in those waters.

Highly impressed,
~Aerenth Artides.

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From: sirduel@aol.com (Sir Duel)
Date: 08 Mar 1999 18:00:08 EST

::blinks::
-Please- remind me to ne'r, e'r, tick Lexi off..
Laird knows wot she can do when she rally be mad!
Coron.