Mighty Pen Roll Call

[Snypiuer]

There was a thunderous pounding sound that echoed throughout Snypiuers' dwelling. Alarmed by this, each of his three companions (Mr. Moog, Pith and Silvia - three rather large squirrels) reached out, ripped a hole in reality itself and stepped through to Snypiuers' chamber - at least that is what they had intended.

 

They were stunned to instead find themselves outside his chamber doors. They immediately realized why they were unable to enter when they saw what exactly was the source of the thunderous pounding. There, along the ground in front of the door, was a giant crack in the floor that was filled with ebony flames and tentacles that reached out from deep within it. These tentacles were covered with ears and eyes and flailed wildly at the doors as they attempted to either break them down or rip them open.

 

All three of them drew power deep within themselves and wove defenses around themselves as they prepared to face the beast. As one, they spoke, "Shadow thief." The tentacles began to pull themselves up and as they rose out of the crack, they transformed into the figure of a man. The most unsettling thing about the man was how completely ordinary he was. In fact, he was so ordinary, he seemed to just 'blend' into everything around him. Had anyone else been in the room, they would have immediately wondered what had been causing all the commotion because the man would have already faded from their thoughts all together.

 

He approached the three (who kept him in their consciousness by watching him from the corners of their eyes) and spoke, "He keeps secrets! From me!"

 

It was Pith who responded, "Yeah, yeah, we know 'How dare he keep secrets from you' - what are you going to do about it?"

 

The fact that they were able to feel his anger, when everything about him fades from an individuals thoughts immediately, let them know that he was REALLY mad - which was a very dangerous thing.

 

They drew in even more power, so much that a low hum began to fill the air. Even holding this much power, they knew that they would hurt him, but lose.

 

Of all the Gods, this one had a special type of hatred for Snypiuer. He was the God of Secrets. Not even the other Gods could conceal their most private thought from him. Yet Snypiuer had, not only, figured out how to shield himself from the God of Secrets, but he had somehow made it so that even his conversations with others were shielded. And he was about to take his anger at Snypiuer out on them.

 

"I'm going to rip you open and see that knot he ties in your head!" He said as he reached for Pith. He stopped inches from him when Silvia said, "One problem, then he'll come after you." He turned to her and was about to speak when Mr. Moog added, "Why don't you go talk to the last God that upset him?"

 

They all turned as a woman entered the room and said, "Yes, Iismaal would appreciate a visitor, he receives so few." The three squirrels said, in unison, "Mother!" as she patted each ones head and scratched behind their ears. The God of Secrets responded, "How long will we let him commit blasphemy after blasphemy? His mere existence is an abomination against us!" She looked at him (something even another God has trouble doing) and said, "You know as well as the rest of us that there is. . . something that protects him. Perhaps you should visit Iismaals' tomb and see what he has to say about him." The God of Secrets visibly shook with anger before simply fading away.

 

The three squirrels hugged the woman as she asked, "So you still serve him?" They looked sheepish as they just nodded. She added, "You know that, as long as you do, you can never enter my kingdom." It was Mr. Moog that looked up at her with sad eyes and softly said, "But, he needs us Mother." She laughed, "Him? He needs no one. Go ask a dead God, he'll tell you how much that one needs anyone." Mr. Moog looked down as he replied, "Not like that Mother. . ." he looked up at her, seriously, and finished, "We think he's getting worse."

 

She took in a deep breath and slowly let it out before saying, "That's not good. There has been signs of change, no one believed he was involved. No, that's not good at. . . ", she stopped and was only a fraction of a second faster then the three squirrels to fill herself up with power as the sound of a bouncing rubber ball came from down the hallway. The vast amount of magical energy in the hallway warped the fabric of space and time around them as a little girl bouncing a rubber ball skipped into view. The three squirrels stood between the child and the woman who stepped back behind them. The little girl smiled and said, "Mommy!" to which the woman replied (with hatred dripping from every word), "You are NO child of mine, empty one, vile creature!" The little girl held her ball and pouted, "That's not nice. . . Mommy." The woman backed away and Pith told her, "Go. Go now." A crisp blue light filled the hallway as she vanished. The three squirrels strained with the energies they were drawing in and desperately weaving shield after shield around themselves.

 

The little girl giggled and said, "Silly Bunnies!" as she touched her ball to their shields and they all simply fell away. "Is he in there?", she asked as she went to the door. Where the God of Secrets was unable to budge the doors even a hairs breadth, she turned the door knob and opened the door a good three inches and began to say, "Hi Da. . . ", before she is thrown back by the force of it slamming shut. She got up, tears in her eyes, she turned to the squirrels and hugging her ball she says, "He's NOT NICE! Not. . . nice. . . at. . . ALL!" As she said the last, her voice lowered and words elongated as her eyes and mouth became empty holes.

 

At that moment, the door opened and the little girl suddenly became very afraid and BEGGED the three squirrels, "PLEEAASSE! Don't tell on me!" as she ran away.

 

All this was nothing, for the REAL story was what was going on within Snypiuers' chambers.

 

A Dark Cabal had gathered and a group of Illuminati had set in motion what they believed would shake the Keep of the Mighty Pen to its' very foundations.

 

Figures cloaked in concealing robes left Snypiuers' dwelling: Two of same height spoke with a third as they each scribbled quickly upon paper and compared each others work. The third also had a loop of coated wire with a small round object attached to one end that he was speaking into, that he was showing to the other two.

 

A fourth cloaked figure (obviously elderly) carried out a large covered object the shape of a picture frame, he turned to Snypiuer and said, "I'll get him back to his mantle." Snypiuer gave him a friendly pat on the shoulder and replied, "Get some rest. I'll get the announcement out as soon as possible."

 

When everyone had left, Snypiuer noticed the three squirrels and said, "Oh, good. Mr. Moog! I need your assistance if you would be so kind."

 

Mr. Moog gave the other two a look of 'I have no idea what's going on' as he followed Snypiuer into his chambers. Pith and Silvia were about to walk away when a shrill cry of terror came from Snypiuers' chamber. They were knocked off their feet as Mr. Moog crashed into them. They both asked, "What is it!? What's going on!?" Barely able to calm himself enough to talk, Mr. Moog tells them, "He. . . he asked for it!"

 

Pith said, "Asked for what?" and Silvia added, "What did you do!?"

 

Mr. Moog took a deep breath and calmly said, "The purple suit."

 

Pith and Silvia's eyes turned into round circles as their mouths fell open, together, "He. . . didn't. . ."

 

Mr. Moog: "Yes. He called the Oompa Loompas."

 

They all hugged each other as Pith and Silvia said, "Not the Oompa Loompas!"

 

They turned and looked at Snypiuers' chambers as a purple top hat slowly began to emerge from the side of the doorway - perfectly parallel to the floor. It was atop Snypiuers' head and followed by his shoulders, all perfectly parallel to the floor as if he was actually standing at a 90-degree angle to everything else. With a look of madness beyond madness upon his face, he says, "Yes! The Oompa Loompas!" before slowly retreating back behind the door frame.

 

The three looked at each other and screamed in terror before they all passed out from fright.

 

 

 

The Call

The Pen awoke to the sound of bells rung by little orange men with green hair and dressed in white coveralls on every corner of the Keep.

 

As one, they announced:

 

HEAR YE! HEAR YE!

 

LET IT BE KNOWN, THAT ON JUNE 21, 2010!

 

THERE SHALL BE A ROLL CALL OF ALL MEMBERS OF THE KEEP OF THE MIGHTY PEN!

 

They repeat this for an hour and post notices on every wall with more details.

 

 

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O.K., we need a valid census of ALL members. We need to know how many people we have to work with.

 

So, on June 21st, we are making a special down loadable Mighty Pen logo (or two) only to those who participate.

 

We are also working on getting a podcast going, along with an E-Book of Mighty Pen works.

 

There is hope of a return of awarding geld and a use for said geld.

 

There are big plans in the works, but we need EVERYONE to AT LEAST log in by JUNE 21 and post SOMETHING letting us know your status: if you are at least lurking or checking in without logging in, doing drive-by posting, etc. It will also help to tell us WHY you may not be posting or logging in as much.

 

SO, contact everyone you know and let them know to check in.

 

Will give periodic updates and more specifics as the Roll Call approaches.