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Malaclypse 666 · (This post was last modified: 05-23-2009, 02:58 PM by Malaclypse 666.)

"Smashing!" thought Mal. He focused carefully on the next Incantation, as now the Ritual was getting into the more Esoteric Mysterees of their particular brand of Gonzo Discordianism.

He faced the expectant Congregation once again.

"Sya-dasti-sya-nasti-sya-davak-tav-yaska," Malaclypse sang out.

"All that I tell you is true and false and meaningless."

carlabrams · 05-23-2009, 03:15 PM,

Agmen sat towards the back of the crowd. He'd heard of this before, but never witnessed one.

He dodged the large lady with the big skirt, without spilling a drop of his drink. His hot dog, however, hit the ground, and was immediately gobbled up by the psuedo-dachsund running between his legs.

"Sya-dasti-sya-nasti-sya-davak-tav-yaska"

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Malaclypse 666 · 05-23-2009, 03:26 PM,

Mal bowed his head silently for a prolonged moment. This was the time for "Open Incantations". However, in the past, their beloved Fnordie usually began this segment of the Ceremony... Mal finally looked up at the assembled Congregation and guests again.

"Pistle sie nie, wahrend sie Whiss," Mal repeated quietly.

A tear slowly and visibly formed on Mal's cheek as he continued.

"All Hail Fnordie the Wonder Pooch, Blessed of Eris!"

Shamus · 05-23-2009, 03:50 PM,

A shimmering titanium globe rose a meter above the assembled crowd.

"All Hail Bloody Fnordie! May he never run out of C'Tan Treats!"

said Shamus in his best imitation of a drunken Irish Wake attendee.

Malaclypse 666 · (This post was last modified: 05-23-2009, 03:58 PM by Malaclypse 666.)

"Good old Shamus!" mused Mal. He proceeded to open the Ritual to "Open Invocations".

"Oh Hail Eris! O Hail Yes! Rub a Dub Dub!"

"Does anyone have any new Incantations they would care to share?"

Lightfoot · 05-23-2009, 04:32 PM,

A figure in a coarse black cowled robe stepped forward. The robe was simple, except for the vivid red rose emblazoned on the left breast, and a red equiform cross on the right breast.

The stranger threw back the robe's cowl and crossed his arms across his chest, hands covering the two red sigils.

"Do What Thou Wilt Shall be the Whole of The Law!"

The stranger slowly lowered his hands, and stared squarely at the Episkopos Prime, the hint of a smile gracing his visage.

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Malaclypse 666 · (This post was last modified: 05-23-2009, 04:50 PM by Malaclypse 666.)

An audible gasp arose from the assembled Erisians. The Temple Guards present nervously fingered their weapons.

Mal himself was taken aback for a second, surprised to meet one of the "Ancient Adversaries" here in the flesh; but he quickly regained his composure, raising his hands to quiet the commotion.

"Love under Law! Love under Will!"

"IAO EVOE! IAO PAN!"

He comleted the Alchemical Formula, and returned the stranger's smile.

"Welcome, Cagliostro! What a pleasant surprise! Bear with us while we complete our Devotions.

"Come come! Who's next?"

Fellow Hoodlum · 05-23-2009, 04:52 PM,

Fin woke to the sound of his neural net alarm buzzing, the sound gently grating on his senses.
Why for the love of Eris had he set it to go off in the first place? Never normally had a reason
to play with technology he had no interest in, or actually had any idea of the workings of ...

Nothing dawned on him, apart from the word 'Eris', and the nagging feeling that he ought to be
somewhere else ...
There were always questions to be answered concerning The Goddess, and was Susan in fact,
still shopping on New London?

These thoughts rather paled in his surprise at the colour of the carpet close to his nose, and his
extremely intimate proximity to it. More important answers were needed first though, like why
the entire defensive line of the Los Angeles Gravityball team were stomping round between his
ears, without so much as a bye-your-leave, and just where the hell was he ...

"Another beer will do the trick." Was the conclusion he came to ...

Some say he is a proud member of: "The most paranoid group of people in the Community."

Malaclypse 666 · (This post was last modified: 05-23-2009, 05:12 PM by Malaclypse 666.)

Reggie Waverly stepped forward, elegantly dressed as usual, a striking redheaded companion tucked under his protective arm.

"All Hail these Bloody Beautiful Roses!"

**Doc Holliday** · 05-23-2009, 05:16 PM,

A big Hail Eris comes from the Com link of Malcalypse from his ambassador, Dr. John Henry Holliday.
"I'm working my way home. I do hope to get there in time. As I understand it, Commander Matok and his crazy band of Klingons are headed to Baffin. Oh yes, Miss Midori will be by as well.

"All Hail Filling an Inside Straight!"

Doc

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