A SLACK Tale: Bringing The Thunder
Posted: Thu Jan 28, 2021 7:35 pmAhoy Matey!
I bring ye a tale from the far away land of SLACK.
What be SLACK ye ask? Well, it be the out-of-game chat room that ye can find on the lower left side of the bottom tool bar.
For ye who have not ventured there, be forewarned, SLACK is a land destitute of decency and compassion. The Tavern there is filled with wild banter involving futuristic vehicle wrecks, sorcerous artistry that moves and provides pithy statements, utter nonsense, endless trolling, and voodoo casting parties.
From all of this, I bring ye the tale of Thunder.
Our tale begins with a Duke of Spain, Leo the Conqueror, the young boy toy of the Spanish Duchess Madshan. As the dredges of SLACK walked around the rum soaked tavern, it was observed that Leo was plastering the notice "Here comes the Thunder" where he happened to be standing at any given moment. Another Duchess of Spain, Lolita X, chuckled at the notice Leo was leaving.
The captains still drunk from the rum and popcorn of the previous days plunder party, quickly regained their edge and focused in on Leo.
Jokes and commentary filled the tavern.
"So ye be bringing the Thunder, can't wait to see it"
"I didn't know a baby's fart was Thunder."
"Are ye floatin' ye Man of War in this Thunder?"
The banter quickly filled SLACK and carried on for several days if not weeks.
After all the banter, Leo spoke up. "So you don't want me to bring the Thunder?"
The tavern roared to life.
"You weren't bringing the Thunder to begin with. Bringing the Thunder doesn't take this long"
Madshan quickly ran to the side of her boy toy. "You guys need to be patient."
The tavern become a raucous. Captains could be heard hitting the floor, rolling around, and grabbing their guts from the hysterical laughter that emanated from them.
After what seemed like days, the captains stood up dusted themselves off and proceeded to inform madshan of the sham her boy toy was.
"With exception to Tech and Hideout Buildings, there is nothing that requires a week to bring."
Leo stood up on his tiny soap box and said he could name 5.
The captains told him to name them.
Leo: "Rapid Ranking"
Captains: "Doesn't take a week"
Leo: "Treasure Hunting"
Captains: "Doesn't take a week"
Leo: "It does to prepare"
Captains: "Neither takes a week to do or prepare"
Leo: "5 Star Plantation"
Captains: "Not necessary and like the previous has nothing to do with bringing the Thunder"
Leo: "Building a full fleet of SOTLs"
Captains: "Doesn't take a week"
Leo: "Acquiring all necessary voodoo for a raid using the auction"
Captains: "Auctions take 3 days that's not a week"
Leo: "For me it takes time."
Captains: "Guess you shouldn't go around telling everyone you are bringing the Thunder"
SLACK slowly drifted into silence, still waiting on Leo to bring the Thunder.
A great tale I must say. Ye be wanting more, I can tell. Well come around and spend some time with us in SLACK.
Maybe you can find out if Leo will ever bring the Thunder.
I bring ye a tale from the far away land of SLACK.
What be SLACK ye ask? Well, it be the out-of-game chat room that ye can find on the lower left side of the bottom tool bar.
For ye who have not ventured there, be forewarned, SLACK is a land destitute of decency and compassion. The Tavern there is filled with wild banter involving futuristic vehicle wrecks, sorcerous artistry that moves and provides pithy statements, utter nonsense, endless trolling, and voodoo casting parties.
From all of this, I bring ye the tale of Thunder.
Our tale begins with a Duke of Spain, Leo the Conqueror, the young boy toy of the Spanish Duchess Madshan. As the dredges of SLACK walked around the rum soaked tavern, it was observed that Leo was plastering the notice "Here comes the Thunder" where he happened to be standing at any given moment. Another Duchess of Spain, Lolita X, chuckled at the notice Leo was leaving.
The captains still drunk from the rum and popcorn of the previous days plunder party, quickly regained their edge and focused in on Leo.
Jokes and commentary filled the tavern.
"So ye be bringing the Thunder, can't wait to see it"
"I didn't know a baby's fart was Thunder."
"Are ye floatin' ye Man of War in this Thunder?"
The banter quickly filled SLACK and carried on for several days if not weeks.
After all the banter, Leo spoke up. "So you don't want me to bring the Thunder?"
The tavern roared to life.
"You weren't bringing the Thunder to begin with. Bringing the Thunder doesn't take this long"
Madshan quickly ran to the side of her boy toy. "You guys need to be patient."
The tavern become a raucous. Captains could be heard hitting the floor, rolling around, and grabbing their guts from the hysterical laughter that emanated from them.
After what seemed like days, the captains stood up dusted themselves off and proceeded to inform madshan of the sham her boy toy was.
"With exception to Tech and Hideout Buildings, there is nothing that requires a week to bring."
Leo stood up on his tiny soap box and said he could name 5.
The captains told him to name them.
Leo: "Rapid Ranking"
Captains: "Doesn't take a week"
Leo: "Treasure Hunting"
Captains: "Doesn't take a week"
Leo: "It does to prepare"
Captains: "Neither takes a week to do or prepare"
Leo: "5 Star Plantation"
Captains: "Not necessary and like the previous has nothing to do with bringing the Thunder"
Leo: "Building a full fleet of SOTLs"
Captains: "Doesn't take a week"
Leo: "Acquiring all necessary voodoo for a raid using the auction"
Captains: "Auctions take 3 days that's not a week"
Leo: "For me it takes time."
Captains: "Guess you shouldn't go around telling everyone you are bringing the Thunder"
SLACK slowly drifted into silence, still waiting on Leo to bring the Thunder.
A great tale I must say. Ye be wanting more, I can tell. Well come around and spend some time with us in SLACK.
Maybe you can find out if Leo will ever bring the Thunder.
