Greldon,
I forgot I also gave you a Top 3 Medal...I'm really starting to lose it! Sorry I didn't write you into the awards presentation, but work keeps interupting my important stuff. 
          
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Don't worry his ship at this time is being used for target practice by the cannons of my new acquired ship "The Two Sword Shield" 
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Ohhhh, Greldon, the truth is that we took your medals and we are using them as windshimes in my new ship....
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Makes for an easy target, being all yellow like that.
  
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That is the camouflage, wait to see when the real color is reveal. 3k more and I will get the 3 balls award. And my new ship "The 3 eyes Kommodore Dragon".
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Theoden looks out the viewport of his personal Death Knight, the Yor Bane, and watches a most disturbing conflict occuring. For some reason, a pirate vessel has pulled alongside Greldon's ship and begun firing some antique cannons at him. The really disturbing thing about this, apart from the fact that a normal cannonball would bounce harmlessly off the outer hull armor of Greldon's Avatar, is that the cannons are filled to the brim with what appears to be chicken crap. Even more disturbing is the sight of Renegade, the pirate ship's captain, frantically slinging fresh chicken manure into the cannon and laughing uncontrollably. A very odd scene to witness from the safety of his cloaked Death Knight, indeed.
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| The assembly once again erupted into frenzied applause and cheering. It was truly a great day to be a Galactic Guardian! |
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Magnumaniac raised his arms in order to silence the cheers. He had little hope, as the presence of Emperor Theoden at Raven's Claw was always a cause for celebration. Eventually the crowd quietened enough for the newly decorated Fleet Commander to be heard.
"Emperor Theoden, I am humbled by this award so early in my membership of the Guardians. Much of the acclaim for this achievement must go to the veterans of many campaigns who have assisted greatly in my rise through the levels. Guardian Knight Greldon is an inspiration to us all, and how dull would our lives be without the efforts of the scribe and the jester. I must also pay tribute to the other overlords, one and all, without whom this empire would be severely lessened."
Great cheers again resounded, until Fleet Commander Magnumaniac again called for hush. "I can also report Emperor, that I have just returned from a successful raid on that most evil of cities, Tortuga, where I was able to secure and protect an article of great importance to the pirates - known only as post 900. Torian Tornadoes on me in the Grog."
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| the cannons are filled to the brim with what appears to be chicken crap |
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LMAO here, and getting some very funny looks as I'm supposed to be working 
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"I can also report Emperor, that I have just returned from a successful raid on that most evil of cities, Tortuga, where I was able to secure and protect an article of great importance to the pirates - known only as post 900. Torian Tornadoes on me in the Grog."
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Well done!!! I'll have a Torian Tornado!! 
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How the newly created biohazard proof chicken crap filled balls are doing Green Pea???
Excellent your excellency, the fresh ANZACian chicken manure is the best quality we have found so far.
OK lets finish our practice and lets head back home, those Guardians ships are good for chicken manure target practice.
Now lets face our real targets.
The ANZACians won't know what hit them when they see all their streets covered with Giant balls of chicken manure!!!!
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| Giant balls of chicken manure |
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I'm not about to comment on this...
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Sorry guys for using your ships as target practice but you all were in your ceremony award and we have to make time using what we found in our way, 200 000 Yor slaves have been delivered at your spacebase for cleaning assignments, they do good also as target practice after their mission is completed.
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Hmmm...slaves...ya know, I never thought about actually leaving them alive like that...
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Bah! Who needs Yor as slaves when we have the Torian slaves, Altarian slaves, Drengin slaves, and Arcean slaves. I suppose we could use their cranial units as urinals... 
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Yor slaves make the best target!!! But we are only allowed to call them slaves. If we call them targets then we will be accepting the role of Yor-exterminators and that is only possible for Guardians members.
Sorry for the mess guys, here is a brief description of the weapon you just saw in action
The new secret weapon in our war against the ANZAC empire has been develop it is called the Gian Ball of Chicken Manure or GBCM for short version.
This new weapon combines the excrement of chicken with an enzima discovered by our scientist in the planet Alfalfa. When these two elements are combined they release a deadly stinge that lingers for days and we can even increase the effect for months, forcin the dwellers of the settlements bombarded with the crude weapon to go insane taking continuos bath and showers trying to erase the smell from their skins. So that give our pirates already immunized against this weapon, the opportunity to come and conquer the city with ease. So pirates, corsarios, buccaneers and other rats of the seven seas, it is time to put our plan into effect.
So don't feel bad if you have the urge to take a suddenly bath, those are the after effects of this weapon, but if you need the antidote, thing that I doubted knowing your excellent scientific minds, give me a buzz.
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Too late Greldon, 2 of their major planets is in our hands and the last one Stingefree city is already under attack!!!!
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