Post by StealthPenguin on Dec 15, 2009 1:19:28 GMT
EDIT: A better transcript can be found here thanks to Mizem.
The Don recently held a story time to tell about his father. Here is the tale for all to read.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Once upon a time there lived in the faraway Drygalski Lands
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: a penguin by the name of Andélie Pygoscelis
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: >>2055539
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: (Before someone goes and makes a multi)
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: He traveled across the Sea, living off of bazookafish
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: (and boy do those jokes start hurting after your 100th fish)
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: in order to find a new life in this kingdom of Jick
[clan] Don Pygoscelis clears his throat again and continues.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: He was rich, respectable;
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: His loathings were simple: stupidity, lag, cruelty, ABBA.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: That is the whole of the story...
[clan] Don Pygoscelis pauses, looks into the crowd
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: except, that there is pleasure in the telling--and today is the anniversary of his death
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: and although there is plenty of space on a gravestone to contain,
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: the abridged version of a bird's life
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: details are always welcome.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: My children, gather around! Today, I wish to remember my Father, who started out with nothing, just like you!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: and through hard work, careful strategizing, became the Don of all the penguins of this kingdom.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Perhaps you may learn something...
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Perhaps you may not.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis takes a puff of his stogie and sits back, staring into space
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: In the earlier days, KoL was a rough place, with no /moderators
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Hundred of multis farmed the peak to support one Overlord
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: For years, the citizens cried "reset!" to restore equality through the land
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: but the closest that the tyrant Jick got to was the widescale destruction now known as "White Wednesday."
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: An adventurer in those days had to be resourceful if he were to survive!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Maily shorebom amtackm mwmitmm hmm mm somn am he umbmffed,
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: excuse me, I had something stuck in my beak
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Must stop eating those delicious salmon caviars
[clan] Don Pygoscelis continues
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Daily shorebot attacks awaited him as soon as he unbuffed,
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: but he was in a world, his very own,having an adventure that only few have ever known.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Theft from the poor was largely pointless, so he joined up with a band of Penguins to steal from the richest of rich,
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: the meat bug exploiters, the blackhats who had overrun the game
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: At first it was fun and games - taking from the rich, buying the finest wines and the nicest yeti furs, and filling up each night on Hell Ramen and salty dogs.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: However, my Papa, even as a young chick, was mature beyond his KoL Years.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: He wanted more than this life of crime--because his earliest memories
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: are of his own father cruelly murdered at the wings of the Genthree Family, for a simple squawk at the wrong time.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis pauses, shakes head sadly.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Now having both meat and influence Andélie wanted his son to be the one to hold the strings.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Senator Pygoscelis! Governor Pygoscelis! Something!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: And I tried. I joined up with the Council, with my Papa's encouragement.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis sighs.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: It was a thankless, worthless job, collecting from the unwilling to give to the ungrateful.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis pauses, sighs again.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: At this time, my famhmr mtmrmem...a...mm, lmxmrm mhop. It mam the bmsm damm mm my mhmmdhmmm.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: At this time, my father started...a...uh, luxury shop. It was the best days of my childhood.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: I searched high and low to find the best and the most rare of items
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: for my Papa!
[clan] Lynnox: For Papa!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis nods and smiles at Lynnox
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: My Papa's raffles were very expensive, but they were the Best! You cannot get the best for free!
[clan] Lynnox: He always had the best taste. *nods around*
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Adventures saved and traded, in order to buy the tickets!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: The greedy council hated this method of collecting donation, as their popularity dwindled in proportion
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: to their "give nothing back except a mention in some old dusty leaderboard" scheme.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis looks a bit at Qrrbrbirlwtfbbq
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: They blamed the Pygoscelis clan for this tax collection which was part of their own organization!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Their indifference, their speciest attitude cut our hearts.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: They even could not tell the difference between me and my Papa!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: All monkeymen look the same, but Penguins...we are...very distinguishable!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis nods
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: We expanded our business into fine wines, and broke free of the Council.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: The fame of our produce spread far and wide, and adventures would travel for multiple clicks
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: just to purchase a bottle of Acque Luride Grezze Cabernet.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Family was very important to Andélie, and he was a righteous, caring penguin.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: While the Council was busy scheming to have the Yetis repopulate the peak, so they could further tax adventurers, my ever energetic Papa, began to help out with
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: more...uh, charitable causes and settling injusticies ignored by the Council.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: He visited /villa, a place created for those who had lost the most, to make up for the injustices he was forced to carry out for the council previously.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis raises a glass towards the direction of /villa.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: The villians came and planned and drank great quantities of wine and things went smoothly until that one fateful day...when the jealous council, driven by their greed
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: (and entire lack of subtlety, if I may add)
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: diverted a hoard of angry tired Yetis with smaller child-yetis crying directly into our store, crushing priceless irreplaceable amounts of wine.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Oh the tragedy!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis pauses to shake a balled-up wingtip towards the Council.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: My father's anger was like no other. It is the hot South Orkney blood which flows pure from...the south of Orkney. He raged..."Just when I thought I was out... they pull me back in!!"
[clan] Don Pygoscelis tenses up in anger, with both wingtips balled.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis relaxes and continues with the story
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: He dove into his revenge, perhaps a little too passionately, and forgot the wisdom of the old world..."Do not be angry with the rain; it simply does not know how to fall upwards."
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: The council simply does not know how to be honest, to fight a clean fight.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: You know this yourself, being rewarded a handful of confetti after fighting day and night and day to start and then end a war all by yourself?
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: He passed away just this last year, before the Crimbomination happened, peacefully, thinking that he was handing me a smooth grimacite-mining operation.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: It was a terrible terrible task to clean up, costing so much more penguin lives and losing our favor with those who had looked to us to protect them.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis looks sadly out the window for a few seconds.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: However, the Pygoscelis business blood flowed through my veins! I once again found the cleverest grimacite-smiths, who created plans to allow adventures to safely weld new better, higher powered equipment.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: And now, at the height of my years, I wish my papa had lived a little longer, to see me closer to his dream of a good and upstanding generous Penguin-citizen of the Kingdom!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: So I say to you, Adventurers, I swear, on the lives of my children: Give me a chance to redeem myself, and I will sin, no more.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis stops, watches the sun set past the Big Mountains.
[clan] Lynnox stands to approach Papa, a tear in her eye
[clan] BDrag0n starts to clap
[clan] Don Pygoscelis sips his wine and pauses to look at the crowd
[clan] Lynnox: Wonderful, Papa! Wonderful!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: And that is my story, my children, of my Father
[clan] Lynnox claps as well
[clan] Qrrbrbirlbel cheers
[clan] link14 starts a slow clap.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Who made many mistakes, as we all do, but was a good Penguin and a Good Father.
[clan] ercassendil: Bravo!
[clan] ixious holds back crying...barely and slowly claps as well
[clan] Apocalypse Throb brushes tears from his eyes, clapping with gusto.
[clan] Numenor claps and cheers
[clan] Lynnox claps slightly louder, motioning around
Truly inspiring, I know it was for me anyway.
The Don recently held a story time to tell about his father. Here is the tale for all to read.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Once upon a time there lived in the faraway Drygalski Lands
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: a penguin by the name of Andélie Pygoscelis
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: >>2055539
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: (Before someone goes and makes a multi)
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: He traveled across the Sea, living off of bazookafish
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: (and boy do those jokes start hurting after your 100th fish)
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: in order to find a new life in this kingdom of Jick
[clan] Don Pygoscelis clears his throat again and continues.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: He was rich, respectable;
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: His loathings were simple: stupidity, lag, cruelty, ABBA.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: That is the whole of the story...
[clan] Don Pygoscelis pauses, looks into the crowd
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: except, that there is pleasure in the telling--and today is the anniversary of his death
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: and although there is plenty of space on a gravestone to contain,
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: the abridged version of a bird's life
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: details are always welcome.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: My children, gather around! Today, I wish to remember my Father, who started out with nothing, just like you!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: and through hard work, careful strategizing, became the Don of all the penguins of this kingdom.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Perhaps you may learn something...
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Perhaps you may not.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis takes a puff of his stogie and sits back, staring into space
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: In the earlier days, KoL was a rough place, with no /moderators
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Hundred of multis farmed the peak to support one Overlord
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: For years, the citizens cried "reset!" to restore equality through the land
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: but the closest that the tyrant Jick got to was the widescale destruction now known as "White Wednesday."
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: An adventurer in those days had to be resourceful if he were to survive!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Maily shorebom amtackm mwmitmm hmm mm somn am he umbmffed,
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: excuse me, I had something stuck in my beak
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Must stop eating those delicious salmon caviars
[clan] Don Pygoscelis continues
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Daily shorebot attacks awaited him as soon as he unbuffed,
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: but he was in a world, his very own,having an adventure that only few have ever known.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Theft from the poor was largely pointless, so he joined up with a band of Penguins to steal from the richest of rich,
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: the meat bug exploiters, the blackhats who had overrun the game
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: At first it was fun and games - taking from the rich, buying the finest wines and the nicest yeti furs, and filling up each night on Hell Ramen and salty dogs.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: However, my Papa, even as a young chick, was mature beyond his KoL Years.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: He wanted more than this life of crime--because his earliest memories
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: are of his own father cruelly murdered at the wings of the Genthree Family, for a simple squawk at the wrong time.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis pauses, shakes head sadly.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Now having both meat and influence Andélie wanted his son to be the one to hold the strings.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Senator Pygoscelis! Governor Pygoscelis! Something!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: And I tried. I joined up with the Council, with my Papa's encouragement.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis sighs.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: It was a thankless, worthless job, collecting from the unwilling to give to the ungrateful.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis pauses, sighs again.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: At this time, my famhmr mtmrmem...a...mm, lmxmrm mhop. It mam the bmsm damm mm my mhmmdhmmm.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: At this time, my father started...a...uh, luxury shop. It was the best days of my childhood.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: I searched high and low to find the best and the most rare of items
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: for my Papa!
[clan] Lynnox: For Papa!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis nods and smiles at Lynnox
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: My Papa's raffles were very expensive, but they were the Best! You cannot get the best for free!
[clan] Lynnox: He always had the best taste. *nods around*
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Adventures saved and traded, in order to buy the tickets!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: The greedy council hated this method of collecting donation, as their popularity dwindled in proportion
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: to their "give nothing back except a mention in some old dusty leaderboard" scheme.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis looks a bit at Qrrbrbirlwtfbbq
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: They blamed the Pygoscelis clan for this tax collection which was part of their own organization!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Their indifference, their speciest attitude cut our hearts.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: They even could not tell the difference between me and my Papa!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: All monkeymen look the same, but Penguins...we are...very distinguishable!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis nods
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: We expanded our business into fine wines, and broke free of the Council.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: The fame of our produce spread far and wide, and adventures would travel for multiple clicks
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: just to purchase a bottle of Acque Luride Grezze Cabernet.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Family was very important to Andélie, and he was a righteous, caring penguin.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: While the Council was busy scheming to have the Yetis repopulate the peak, so they could further tax adventurers, my ever energetic Papa, began to help out with
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: more...uh, charitable causes and settling injusticies ignored by the Council.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: He visited /villa, a place created for those who had lost the most, to make up for the injustices he was forced to carry out for the council previously.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis raises a glass towards the direction of /villa.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: The villians came and planned and drank great quantities of wine and things went smoothly until that one fateful day...when the jealous council, driven by their greed
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: (and entire lack of subtlety, if I may add)
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: diverted a hoard of angry tired Yetis with smaller child-yetis crying directly into our store, crushing priceless irreplaceable amounts of wine.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Oh the tragedy!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis pauses to shake a balled-up wingtip towards the Council.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: My father's anger was like no other. It is the hot South Orkney blood which flows pure from...the south of Orkney. He raged..."Just when I thought I was out... they pull me back in!!"
[clan] Don Pygoscelis tenses up in anger, with both wingtips balled.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis relaxes and continues with the story
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: He dove into his revenge, perhaps a little too passionately, and forgot the wisdom of the old world..."Do not be angry with the rain; it simply does not know how to fall upwards."
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: The council simply does not know how to be honest, to fight a clean fight.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: You know this yourself, being rewarded a handful of confetti after fighting day and night and day to start and then end a war all by yourself?
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: He passed away just this last year, before the Crimbomination happened, peacefully, thinking that he was handing me a smooth grimacite-mining operation.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: It was a terrible terrible task to clean up, costing so much more penguin lives and losing our favor with those who had looked to us to protect them.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis looks sadly out the window for a few seconds.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: However, the Pygoscelis business blood flowed through my veins! I once again found the cleverest grimacite-smiths, who created plans to allow adventures to safely weld new better, higher powered equipment.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: And now, at the height of my years, I wish my papa had lived a little longer, to see me closer to his dream of a good and upstanding generous Penguin-citizen of the Kingdom!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: So I say to you, Adventurers, I swear, on the lives of my children: Give me a chance to redeem myself, and I will sin, no more.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis stops, watches the sun set past the Big Mountains.
[clan] Lynnox stands to approach Papa, a tear in her eye
[clan] BDrag0n starts to clap
[clan] Don Pygoscelis sips his wine and pauses to look at the crowd
[clan] Lynnox: Wonderful, Papa! Wonderful!
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: And that is my story, my children, of my Father
[clan] Lynnox claps as well
[clan] Qrrbrbirlbel cheers
[clan] link14 starts a slow clap.
[clan] Don Pygoscelis: Who made many mistakes, as we all do, but was a good Penguin and a Good Father.
[clan] ercassendil: Bravo!
[clan] ixious holds back crying...barely and slowly claps as well
[clan] Apocalypse Throb brushes tears from his eyes, clapping with gusto.
[clan] Numenor claps and cheers
[clan] Lynnox claps slightly louder, motioning around
Truly inspiring, I know it was for me anyway.
