On the way to the other team's castles, JD decided to check the scoreboard.
Huh. Why did their team name keep changing? Whatever. More IMPORTANTLY....who were these Shipsters and Checkered Cats? And how did they manage to usurp Ultimate Really Dark Darkness of Great Darkness Dark Dark?
And most importantly, how could they cheat next time so they didn't have to do so much bloody work? Oh, yes. It was time to investigate. Time for
reconnaissance.
So he strolled casually over to one of their castles. His cowboil boots squelched with every step. Hmmm. Hmmmmmmmm.
He stood there like that, one hand on his hip, the other scratching his chin thoughtfully. The oil from the butter made his bare chest shine, and his hair drifted a little in the slight breeze...As did his loincloth.
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