Today the mountains sang and sky smiled. For today the Frightened Walled City of Abbuthlia was avenged. Millions of Nia’s had but one name on their lips “Those Magnificent OTHERS Corporation”. The day began with a special forces unit infiltrating the city. Stealthily he crept until he was beckoned towards the sap, then a native flicked the switch and the passive sap was up. Murmuring could be heard and finally the sap was done and applause was noted.
Mists appeared, eyes were strained and out again stepped ‘The Duma’…. Is it really him, red faced and fine. No longer sticky of mouth as in yesterday, but imbued with Wine. He commented it’s Winning Is Not Enough (WINE) fools. We thought here he goes again quoting SunTzu’s art of war.
Another special Forces infiltrator came back with news that there were three more filthy industrials ravaging the land. This time a crack Mech Squad from the renowned “In Your Face” Legion stepped forward to cleanse the land. Righteous Fury was visited on those industrials and 3 booms were heard. Once again the blocked access points were destroys as thousands of Nia’s came out to sing and dance. Or was that the wine, I’m not sure, but it was a bloody good show.
Hold on, what’s this, somethings not right here. A number of the Elite “In Your Face” Legion had a sixth sense that a trap was being set, others just wanted to go to the toilet – so they compromised and sauntered off the Island because we felt it appropriate.
But later we came back because as that famous Documentary by Monty Python says “Nobody expects the Spanish Inquisition…”. Sure enough there was a complacent Daedalus missioning and then no more.
Then Duma commented “I intend to live forever…. so far so good”. We all laughed, but knew deep down trouble was afoot, or was that the wine again. Then there was a fan, some excrement and someone threw it – the Shit hit the fan. The cry went up “Artemis, Artemis, Kain, Artemis, Kain, Calisto. Out of the distance a mighty force from PHM emerged. Quickly realizing the seriousness of the situation some discussion was had about leaving. The very hills themselves thundered and Commander Blocker and Rynikwiz in unison said NOT THIS DAY. This day we fight, this day we may die, but men will not say of them, they ran like fools. We are OTHERS, Brothers bless your weapons, let us cleanse the heritics. I must admit we got a bit dramatic, a bit 40,000Kish.
The fight was vicious, cruel and intense. There was no quarter given and none was expected. It raged around plants and the ground was scorched. It was touch and go. At one point Specialist Lectron “The Gorgeous” was almost dead, but he managed to hold on . Our French connection Pokk “The lady man” (I don’t mean he’s a lady, I mean he good with the lady’s… oh never mind). Pokk said kill Phantomburn and it was done. Commander Blocker was mortally wounded and succumb to his wounds. In a frenzy of rage and righteous indignation we surged forward - Kain dead, Artemis, Kain and another Artemis dead, dead , dead. An almighty chase was begun to get the Calisto, but the Glorious Duma, either had too much wine and went all over the place or his energy was gone and he had no demob, one of those things happened that others is a lie, but he knows the truth. After the battle, wreckage strewn the land. The frightened Walled City of Abbuthilia let out a crescendo of praise and adoration for the distinguished “In Your Face” Legion. We were given the keys to the city, that we will probably pick up another time. We cleaned that fan I mentioned earlier with the blood soaked flag of the occupied city and peace was once again restored to the land. No fake news was hurt in the making of this report by OTHER corporation - Ministry for Corrective Information. You have been informed…