Upon a dark and stormy night a battle of the ages was fought high atop a cliff. There she was; our fearless leader, Pretending, waging war with The Gentleman. This was no ordinary battle; oh heavens no! This battle was Epic; for you see neither Pretending or The Gentleman were going to stop battling until the other could go no more. This was truly a battle to the death!
Having fought for several days, both Warriors were exhausted; using all their skills; spending all their strength Attacking; and defending themselves from each others' assaults, and never stopping...not for a second!
Both Pretending and The Gentleman had pushed their bodies to their limits and they never ceased...never said die! Only one thing drives people to battle like this; Ideals!
You see; while The Gentleman believed in treating others with Respect and Dignity...he preferred to lock himself away in his Vault and count his money. It's said that The Gentleman had enough money to take over entire countries at a whim; but Pretending wasn't after that. All she wanted was to see her Clan survive and grow as a Family; but not the Gentleman, his family was in his vault. And so the rift grew...
Like all stories; there is tragedy...and I must confess this story is no different. For you see; The Gentleman went insane having been left alone with his money for far too long. Pretending; entered knowing full-well where to find him...but not what to expect. The Gentleman in a fit of Rage charged Pretending accusing her of trying to steal his wealth away! He would have ended the battle, and our beloved Leader had it not been for her quick reflexes. Having no choice but to fight; Pretending drew her sword and retaliated, all the while trying to talk The Gentleman out of this insanity.
However; to no avail...and so they fought. Out of the Vault; up the Bank's stairwell; into the Streets; and finally into the Dark Forest. They ventured so deep no one dared follow; and everyone feared the worst for both of them. On they travelled; fighting deeper and deeper until the land started to rise beneath them. Higher and higher; until the land seemed to drop from sight.
There they fought, never conceeding to the other; never showing an opening. Day turned into Night; and Night into Day, but they cared not. The Sun covered its face from the torment of their battle; and from there it began to cry. As fate would have it; Pretending simply couldn't bring herself to end The Gentleman's life, for the bonds of being in The Gentleman's Clan were still far too strong.
The Gentleman sensing this; Lunged at Pretending with the last of his Strength in attempts to gain an upperhand. For this; he suceeded...oh yes, it was looking mighty bleak for Pretending. With no options left to her; Pretending did what any Warrior would do in her prediciment....she Prayed.
Some say the Gods answered her prayers; and others say it was just a case of bad luck for The Gentleman...but what happened next is nothing less than extraordinary. As The Gentleman raised his sword to deliver the deathblow to Pretending, a bolt of lightning crashed down directly into The Gentleman's chest. To which nothing more can be said than he died.
Pretending; though exhausted and overwhelmed at her brush with death, wept. Showing only Kindness for a now deceased comrade; it's said she even buried him atop the cliff. All that truly can be said with any certainty is that Pretending arose victorious; and began rebuilding what was left of our Clan. In rememberance of a once great Clan Owner; Pretending carries on The Gentleman's Ideals of treating others with Dignity; and Respect. What's more; she set out to build a family. Warriors that will uphold Virtue and Defend those whom cannot defend themselves. Has she? Well; that's a question you can only answer for yourself...
Subject: Never Do This Drunk 
Sat Aug 09, 2008 11:48 pm
kudo's Holy!!
