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Although the recent scoring nerf may mean it takes a few days....
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And itssss mine again! And my shield changed!
Alex
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A small readjustment on the targeting scanners, now we are targeting multiple objects, Primipilus and Technician have been declared "targets", load the information on the computer and fire at will!!!! 
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And lost it again.... itsss my precioussss!!! 
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Just the fire from my new cannons is making them run as Damoose was after them, you know with the smelly thing!!!
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This must be some kind of record for position change. 
It is pretty funny though.
   
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“Who do we have next, Primus?” said Caesar.
“A captive from the North. A Gaul or a Briton or something. One of their bards.”
A small harmless-looking figure strode out on to the blood-stained sands of the Colosseum. “I say, I say, I say!” he said to the crowds, in a cheeky cockney voice. “Why did the cannibalistic wife-murderer fail to show any remorse when ‘e was sentenced to fight for ‘is life in the arena? Because ‘e was glad ‘e ate ‘er! Geddit?”
“No puns!” shouted Caesar. “Let’s hear you sing!”
The bard took out an odd-shaped lyre, and began to play random notes, accompanied by a song:
There isn’t a region with a finer legion
Than any fine legion from Rome!
They’re big, not tiny, with armour that’s shiny
And they hardly ever come home!
They march while drumming, have excellent plumbing
And the Romans’ idea of Nirvana
Is feet that are sore from marching to war
In the name of the Pax Romana!
Foes dies like cattle on the field of battle!
There’s hardly a thing a centurion fears -
Just keep these brave heroes away from volcanoes
And Scots, Goths, and elephant mountaineers!
They’re ruled by the Caesars, a bunch of crowd-pleasers
Who believe in bread and circuses.
The kind of nutters who make horses senators -
Which can mess up the senate premises!
They think they’re divine - if you don’t think that’s fine
You’ll end up on the wrong end of a spear...
So don’t be a martyr, say something smarter
Tell them exactly what they want to hear!
“Release the lions,” said Caesar.
    
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LMAO....
Alex
[You know that you are meant to swap the ring for the helmet now!]
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Yes, good idea. I'll just take off the ring and...
No! My precious ring! Yes, precious, we won't let the nasssty Centurions steals you away!
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I'd noticed - the canadian traitor just isn't managing to catch up....
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Hey moose - there's a special helmet here with cutouts for the antlers....
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| Hey moose - there's a special helmet here with cutouts for the antlers.... |
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Sounds more like a Viking helmet!
 
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Calling Aaberg......
Calling Aaberg......
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Aaberg here.... Mwahahahahahahah... Send all yer booze immediately. Over.
 
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Hi - reality is intruding at the moment. Normal service will be resumed soon!
Alex
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