" Peace Through Tyranny," I said over and over, loader each time.
" Shut the hell up," yelled my mom," Boy, go to sleep."
" I will mom," I say, then i promptly ignore her and hop onto Gaia," Well, here begins another fun night of moderating." Underground Summoned us to the crew forum for something important (he was going to tell us we still had to moderate on labor day).
" ARAoA," said Underground," I thought I layed you off." Underground pressed a random button i never saw.
" Wait," I started, but i was sucked out of the Crew Forum," I will teach you guys. Peace Through Tyranny, Peace Through Tyranny." I forcefully shut off my laptop and go to sleep, still pissed over what happened. The next day, I here rumaging throughout my kitchen.
" David Hasselhoff! What are you doing here?" I asked, looking at a naked Hoff.
" I am not David Hasselhoff, I am Micheal Bay," said Michael. I stared blankly at him.
" Okay then," I said, gestering for him to put down the mayonaise," Why are you here?"
" I am here because I need a new baby to feed off of to continue making movies," He said.
" Okay...There are no babies here," I said, completely excepting this as fact.
" I already ate your next door neighbor, I am just here to wash him down," said Michael, chugging a whole bottle of mayonaise.
" Okay, I am off to the internet now," I replied, completely ignoring the fact that he went through a month's worth of Mayo.
" Can I come?" asked Michael Bay, the refridgerator blew up in a firery blast.
" Uh, I don't see why not," I said, heading up to my room. Peace Through Tyranny, Peace Through Tyranny.
" Enough with the crap from my film!" said Michael Bay, the door blowing up behind him. I log onto my computer and enter Gaia, only to find my inbox spammed with 300 friend requests (uh, that is all you get to know about them), and i am forced to sive through all of them.
" Okay, here we go, the Guild," I say to Michael Bay. Peace Through Tyranny.
" Okay, it is agreed, Ebilshady will replace ARAoA as moderator," said Underground.
" Hurah," Cheered the Moderators, I sneak into my office space while everyone is at the meeting.
" Why are you here?" asked Rockney, jumping down from the ceiling.
" Uh, cleaning out my desk," I say.
" Why is The Hoff here?" asked Rockney.
" I am Michael Bay!" yelled Mike, a puppy explodes outside the guild.
" Well, make sure you clean up his mess," said Rockney, lowering through the floor.
" I think i will make a movie about him," said MB.
" Uh, I wouldn't do that, he is too epic for mere light," I replied. Seconds later, Underground busts through the door.
" ARAoA, you aren't supposed to be here!" yelled Underground, I could tell he was pissed.
" Uh, you seem pissed," I said.
" Get out of here, you are banned! Banned, Banned, Baaanned!" yelled Underground.
" No," I said, wondering where this courage came from. My thought became non-existant, Peace Through Tyranny played back in my head, over and over. I tore off my clothes, revealing The Thong of Power. I glowered at Lennons, picked her up and carried her over my head. I dunked her in a bucket of butter, that i am almost certain wasn't there before my fit of rage. I used her as a stirring stick and spilt the butter on the Guild, collapsing the top floor of the Crew Forum. I grabbed Michael bay, and insync with the Thong of Power, I created a flamethrower and took out Intoxikace's office square. Rockney, finally deciding that this was enough, called on the Mirror of Truth and moved time forward.
" Oh, my head hurts," I said, lying in a gooey mess of butter and Guild. I look around, seeing Underground half on his side on the floor, The other moderators were crammed into a large peanutbutter jar, Rockney is off talking to the Police about what happened.
The Police grab me by the cuffs, taking me down to the station. This is gonna be a long night.
Peace Through Tyranny
