Lil Arrow strolled through the garden of the 641 clan castle on the GW map. Following him wherever he went were his former R4 hairdresser, his former R4 make-up artist and his two fan-wielding girls. Of course, neither his hairdresser nor his make-up artist were still R4 in this town, any more than Lil Arrow was still R5. But fortunately someone had seen sense and left him this small part of his entourage, knowing full well that the transition from king of the city of 655 to a simple citizen in the city of 641 would otherwise have been too hard for him. However, Lil Arrow had had to give up his golden palanquin with the eight palanquin bearers, which would have been too much for Sloth. As the leader, he was a rather laid-back and chilled-out type who would get into trouble if he happened to bump into the powdered Lil Arrow with his golden cape, his carefully curled wig and his entourage.
And so Lil Arrow spent most of his time in the garden of the clan castle, rattling on about old times, indignant at the lack of seriousness in the game and certain of the constant approval of his followers.
“It really is a misery,” he just explained, ”in the city of 655 we were always all of one mind.” The R4 hairdresser nodded. The other three nodded too.
“We were sure we were going to win the game because we approached the whole thing with a lot of seriousness. Everyone realized that.”
The R4 hairdresser nodded. The other three nodded too.
“And there's such an awkward, fun atmosphere here now. Really, I'm worried. People are cracking stupid jokes and giggling all day. No, you really can't win this game like that!”
The R4 hairdresser nodded. The other three nodded too.
“Powder please!” sighed the former king of 655, and the R4 make-up artist dutifully jumped forward, pulled out the powder puff and powdered his boss properly.
Lil Arrow sneezed and scolded: “Watch out! Not too much! And not on the cape, be careful!”
Annoyed, he allowed the two girls to pat him down and dust him off.
“It's horrible here!” Lil Arrow complained, ”The CVC alone! Everything was on fire, and 652 was cracking stupid jokes. And then some of 641 joined in too! I got zeroed and fainted at least five times. And then they made us do all the RxW ladies' hair and makeup for prom night. As if it's that easy to get a good hair and make-up job done when someone is holding a knife to your throat and threatening immediate execution if it doesn't turn out well! I can't work like that, no, I really can't. After that, I fainted for the sixth time.” He sneezed again and the entourage nodded.
Into this situation, there was a sudden noise.
“Shiva is gone!”
“What, who, where?”
“Where is the guy, he was just there?”
“Please what?” Lil Arrow asked, startled, and hurried towards the clan castle, where several members were running around excitedly.
“Shiva's gone!” one of them informed him, “and he's completely out of the bracket. 643.”
“Great,” Lil Arrow said bitterly, ”so that was his big master plan. He packs us all off here, to these miserable jokers who will probably all be burned in the near future, and then he betrays us and takes off. No, really: you can't trust anyone in this game, no matter how serious they pretend to be at first!”
Offended, he wrapped himself in his golden cloak with a grand gesture and retreated to his room, closely followed by his entourage, which was still nodding.
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“I want a divorce!” roared Genny, throwing her arms up at her sides. She was standing in the kitchen of the 652's clan castle and was determined not to be refused this time.
“Oh yeah?” scoffed Lady Evelyne, ”And why should I do that? I'm not a divorce judge.”
“Don't pretend to be! After all, you married me to that guy too!”
“That was a damn bad Elvis impersonator in a damn bad two-minute wedding ceremony in Las Vegas. You're the one who ran off with Ghost!”
“I'm not! I just wanted to merge our clan so we'd have a chance!”
“Yeah, and then you gave him the R5! You turned from an Amazon queen into a submissive wife who brings her husband's slippers and lets him degrade her!”
“I didn't! I'm the one who resigned from the leadership chat! Only then did he demote me, but he wanted me back straight away!”
“Oh yeah, you had a sign around your neck that said 'oAo cheerleader'! When you were still F1F!”
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“So what? How could I have known then that you were going to marry me off to him? I never wanted to marry that guy! Now I'm afraid to open the chapters because I don't know what you're going to do to me next!”
“I'll keep you married to him until you learn that a man who tells a woman that she can't do anything and is worth nothing without him is no good and that any woman is better off leaving as quickly as possible instead of getting involved with him!”
The RxG girls, who were lined up at the edge of the room, actually to help with the food preparations, were constantly turning their heads back and forth in unison, like in a good tennis match. Without question, it was worth volunteering for kitchen duty! There was definitely always something going on here.
Unexpectedly, the door was opened a crack and an unsuspecting Marzzzz stuck his head in. “I have some more updated member lists here...”
The plate came flying at a suitably high speed and hit the target unerringly. Marzzzz cried out in pain and Genny and Evelyne shouted as if from the same mouth: “Shut the fuck up and get lost! We've got something to sort out here!”
Then they turned back to each other.
Genny groaned. “Look, I've apologized to you about a million times. What else am I supposed to do? This is really hell. I never want to see this guy again, I want a divorce, and I need the papers. Is it that hard?”
“Not really. After all, there was still something from my old Genny that led to you leaving him and being here now.”
“Yes, I did! I crossed the city limits in the middle of the night. And I told him what I thought of him! And that he should do his shit on his own from now on! And yeah, if that's what you want to hear: I will never again get involved with a guy who tells me I can't do anything without him. That didn't suit me anyway. I've always been a strong woman and I'm going to stay that way.”
“Wonderful, my dear! Here are your divorce papers. Get him to sign down there and it'll be over very quickly.”
Genny snatched up the papers. “Thank you. And I hate you!”
Lady Evelyne smiled. “You're welcome. I love you too.”
Genny groaned and buried her face in her hands. “If you do what you did to me to the people you love, then I really don't want to know what you do to the ones you hate.”
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Shiva's departure had not gone unnoticed in the 652 clan castle either.
“What do I do now?” asked Kodaxx in horror, ”that was my arch-enemy! What am I supposed to do now?”
“Smoke a cone!” recommended Moksy Rocket.
“Come on,” growled Lipsyte, ”you haven't done much before, Kodaxx. So what are you supposed to do now? - The same as before. Be useless, be useless.”
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“Is it actually working again, that you can shout at each other through the windows?” yelled the 642's clan castle. “You did it all the time in the last GW! We want to join in!”
“Sure it works!” Marzzzz shouted back from the window of the 652, ”but you have to open the window first! Then people will understand you better!”
“Awesome!” BadMuthaFka from [cAS] rejoiced and pushed the others aside, ”let me have a go!”
He tore open the window and shouted over to the 652 clan castle: “Spending daddy's money, eh? Yes, you can do that! That's all you can do! You probably live in the attic or basement of your parents' house!”
“No, I live here! Otherwise I wouldn't be here! Logic, my friend, logic!”
“You can only throw credit cards, nothing else!” grumbled BadMuthaFka.
“That's right! We're credit card warriors!” roared Marzzzz back.
“You're ducks!” it shouted from the clan castle of 641, where Just Nakash of [SY4] had ripped open the window and was eagerly bellowing along.
“Wrong, you're all gay!” roared the donkey from the stable, ”And you're just a bad copy of me!”
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Shadowhunter and Crac01 from 651 had crept up in the shadow of the 652 clan castle. The idea was to find out in time what the enemy was planning, so the two of them planned the ultimate eavesdropping attack.
“Do you think they know anything about Caesar, boss?” Crac01 whispered to his R5 as they both crouched under the slightly raised kitchen window on the mezzanine floor to hear as much as possible of the conversations going on inside.
Fortunately, all the clan castle guards were very well distracted by the window shouting and paid no attention to the two secret eavesdroppers.
“They don't know any more about Caesar than we do,” Shadowhunter whispered back, ”but shut up now - can you understand what they're saying in there?”
They both paused and listened.
“Something about a divorce,” Crac01 muttered, ”and some - samurai? - complaining about trannies who didn't accept him.”
“Then he should adapt and change his clothes and make-up,” Shadowhunter grumbled, ”he probably doesn't look tranny enough himself. It's obvious that people won't accept him then!”
Once again, they were both silent and tried to take in as much as possible.
“Some - Slowpeg? - says they're all piglets and dogs. And that someone else in town 649 is pretending to be him. What on earth does he mean?”
“It's probably all coded,” Shadowhunter whispered, ”it'll be secret plans for the MD. Piglets, dogs, trannies, gays and ducks are probably the group names of the attack groups and raid teams. We urgently need to develop a counter-strategy!”
Deeply satisfied with their new findings, the two retreated crawling backwards.
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It had become very empty in the 656 clan castle. A good half of the members had moved to other cities. Lilli was one of the last remaining loyal followers of the great and experienced leader Ghost and now sat sadly alone in the kitchen. She looked around. This had once been a place of life and laughter. Impel, who chopped minced meat... Lady Evelyne, who baked cakes...
Pensive, Lilli opened the oven and was more than surprised to find a small gift package inside. She took it out in amazement.
It was nicely wrapped and there was a label on top. “For Ghost” was written on it in Lady Evelyne's handwriting.
So the lady had left a farewell gift for the leader in the oven?
Lilli climbed the stairs to Ghost's study and knocked softly before entering the room. Ghost was sitting at his desk, working on his top-secret master plan that would lead them all to victory in GW.
“Boss, I've found something for you,” she said hesitantly and placed the package on the table in front of Ghost.
Then she carefully retreated towards the door.
Ghost also seemed surprised. He opened the package, looked at the contents and then burst into a single scream of rage.
Lilli was only just able to dodge, when the contents of the parcel and the packaging flew against the wall next to her with a crash, and Ghost ran out of the room, foaming at the mouth.
Lilli gasped for air and first had to recover from her shock. Then she bent down curiously to take a closer look at the lady's farewell gift.
It was the book on good leadership.
