And Owen raises his hands to the ocean 45, waves beat, surf whitens and the sea begins to part.
Owen speaks to the lord, enough oh lord, it is not fair that so many good active players should play under such tyranical rulers, so deluded they keep telling their members they are the best, defeat after defeat.
Let me save the ones who deserve to be saved, let me take them into the TS family, where they can enjoy playing with no restraints.
James and AHR look from afar, seeing players chains breaking making for the beaches, they look at each other' we are great leaders aren't we' ?
What do we do ? I know lets go on the PNP attack, we'll blame everything on TS, TOO many Naps, Too many pacts,spies, unfair Mods,MRA, anything but admit we messed up a bit.
AHR looks at james, 'yes , we'll do all that ,anything but admit we've let our good members down , and ending the NAP before locking down 45 as our main core may have been wrong. Also the complete failure of our 1st Op. against TS ended with them taking more of our cities than we did theirs. Or that due to a 1st Op. failure we then decided to do Op. no 2, which was even worse. Your right James, we must attack on the ext forum, which actually means nothing to anyone ingame.
Owen unaware of James and AHR cuddling each other telling each other its not their faults but every one elses, including the snow .Opens his arms, looks over to James and AHR , and calls across ocean 45, 'LET THE DECENT UNBRAINWASHED PLAYERS GO' , in an almost biblical manner.
James what do we do if players leave us?
Thats easy , we'll call them a MRA of alliance hoppers, our members will understand we're elite and will bounce back to win this server, we'll post it on the forum and keep telling them in our Teenie skype room we'll be fine, trust me.
Owen ,across the sea however, being a kind soul, is unflinching in trying to save active good players.
Even though some question him even his own council and members about becoming an MRA,he with the help of his Lord has been told,'there will be new servers my son, many will leave to join those,players will quit, some will get bored and play sim. but you must trust in me Owen, the world/server is still young.
You will have many trials ahead of you, i have a trek into the dessert planned and all sorts to test you.
Owen looks ahead ,seeing more figures in the distance, heading though the waves towards freedom, James and AHR look on, vengence burns in their eyes.
TO BE CONT.