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Spike was farming Ingots. He didn’t say why.
Dandd: Why are you doing this?
Spike: I’m not saying why.
Dandd, in retrospect, knew he should have seen that coming.
Dandd: Ok. How are you?
Spike: I’m the one they call Dr. Feelgood!
Jora: You don’t make me feelgood.
Spike: Well kickstart my heart.
Crysania: Are you going to occupy the Range for long?
Lalandra: Yeah, so much noise. I do live RIGHT THERE.
Lalandra points.
Spike: Girls girls girls!
Dandd clears his throat.
Spike: Well you can assemble all the biggest motley crue you like, I’m still not telling you.
Jora and Lalandra cross their arms menacingly, simultaneously.
Spike: Look. Don’t go away mad, just go away.
Crysania shrugs and just walks away.
Dandd follows.
Spike shrugs and map travels out.
[some time later]
Spike has a pile of ingots in the middle of the now unused range.
Spike gathers Sousuke, Zhed, Vekk, Gallagher and Koss.
Spike: Alright crue, I need you to go all Symphony of Destruction on these.
Much confusion ensues.
Spike explains.
For quite some time, the Nukers would immolate the ingots, and the warriors would pound them with hammers. Immolate, Hammer. Immolate, hammer. Spike’s ever crazed looks guided the product.
At last, it was done.
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[next morning]
The guild was running about their business, when on the edge of Crysania’s tower, bellowed a strange figure.
Figure: HEAR ME, WAR PIGS!
Figure: STOP TURNING YOUR WAR MACHINE, SORCERERS OF DEATH’S CONSTRUCTION.
A crowd was beginning to gather.
Figure: I need someone to show me the things in life that I can’t find!
Crysania sighed painfully.
Dandd was on the same page as Crysania, and they left in separate directions.
Figure: I can’t see the things that make true happiness, I must be blind!
Nyx, Balreth, and Angel were preparing snacks for this inevitable good show.
Figure: Make a joke and I will sigh and you will laugh and I will cry!
Crysania found Jora, and was bringing her back to the Fields.
Figure: Happiness I cannot feel and love to me is so unreal
Dandd seemed relieved with The Monk of Ink returned, Norn at her side.
Figure: And so as you hear these words telling you now of my state!
Jora grinned.
Figure: I tell you to enjoy life I wish I could but it’s too late!
Jora shouted: Who is this magnificent figure?
The figure emerged from the shadows of Crysania’s Tower.
Figure: I AM IRON MAN!!!
It all made sense now.
A crazed ranger, three pyromancers and two hammer warriors were forging, albeit poorly.
The Guild Played Along.
Lalandra: Is he paranoid?
Angel: Has he lost his mind?
Balreth looked at his ‘helm’: Can he see or is he blind?
Nyx looked at how much that suit of iron must weigh: Can he walk at all?
Crysania: Or if he moves will he fall?
Dandd yells: HYDRODYNAMICS!
“Iron Man” Shrieked and fell forwards, and landed in a way that made even the officers flinch.
The guild, almost in unison, shouted with glee: LAWNO!!!
Angel: Is he alive or dead?
Balreth: Has he thoughts within his head?
Jora: We’ll just pass him there
Lalandra yells: WHY SHOULD WE EVEN CARE?
The guild suppresses giggles and walks away.
…
Spike was just staring at the world… nobody wants him.
Spike mutters to himself: I’m just another one that bit the dust.
Spike went back to the range, and arranged his Iron Man outfit and laid on top of it, using a guild cape for a blanket.
Spike laid there, miserable.
Meteor Practitioners were blindfolding themselves and making bets to see if anyone could hit him.
Crysania finally came out and put a stop to it.
Crysania: Why are you laying on Iron Man?
Spike was muttering: Nothing really mattress…Nothing really mattress to me…
Crysania sat next to Spike.
Crysania: So what’s the matter with the Life of the Party?
Spike: This crazy little thing called love…
Crysania: oh?
Spike suddenly gained some energy: YES!
Spike: All these fat bottomed girls, and killer queens. It’s a kind of magic!
Crysania smiled.
Crysania: Sounds like you’re under pressure.
Spike: YES!
Crysania: So why don’t you try a Bohemian Rhapsody?
Spike sprung to his feet: Don’t stop me now!
Crysania: You are the Champion!
Spike grinned.
Spike: You’re my best friend.
Crysania: What about Dandd.
Spike: Him too.
Spike thinks a minute.
Spike: I’m just going to go be a Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy.
The other girls come to help.
Nyx: Are you ready?
Spike: Ready Freddy!
Jora: Be careful, We Will Rock You.
Angel and Lalandra smile.
Spike, rejuvenated, shouts: Tonight I’m Gonna Rock You Tonight, Brickhouse.
Even Jora couldn’t help giggling.
In a flash Spike downed a couple Vials of Absinthe, tied the Guild Cape back on, and ran away Triumphantly.
Angel: There he goes, running as fast as he can.
Lalandra: Iron Man Lives Again!
Everyone had a good laugh, and helped move the Iron Man Suit into Wiki, such a unique set of armor deserved its own little Monument in Quinhalla.
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Episode (30)
30 Oct 10
Notes: We would later find out that Spike’s Iron Man Suit would move to Balreth’s Basement.
References: Motley Crue [Dr. Feelgood, Kickstart My Heart, Girls Girls Girls, Don’t Go Away Mad],
Megadeth [Symphony of Destruction],
Black Sabbath [War Pigs, Paranoid, Iron Man],
Queen [Bohemian Rhapsody, Crazy Little Thing Called Love, Fat Bottomed Girls, Killer Queen, It’s a Kind of Magic, Under Pressure, We are the Champions, You’re My Best Friend, Good Old Fashioned Lover Boy, We Will Rock You],
Spinal Tap [Tonight I’m Gonna Rock You Tonight]
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