| |
Once upon a time in a galaxy far, far
awa...oh wrong story. Once upon a time in Glasgow there
was a peaceful fencing club, well it would have been if
there hadn't been a great scary monster living in its
armoury. But anyway, there was a peaceful fencing club
whose members liked to do nothing more than hit each
other with long thin bits of metal (yes, it does sound
like S&M but its not really). All their kit had been
stored in a small cupboard at the back of the hall well
away from any prying eyes and itchy fingers, and life had
been fun with the normal rounds of fighting, drinking and
wenching (well), until they arrived one day to discover
that their hallowed cupboard had been invaded by a large,
scary Chucky monster from the depths of Hyndland.
None of the club were brave enough to face the Chucky
on their own, and were about to make a concerted effort
to face this being when a deep voice boomed from the
murky black interior and said "Stay, hence forward
this cupboard is the domain of the Chucky, and all those
who wish to equipment must pay proper homage. More over
woe betide any one whom should break damage, or bend a
weapon."
Trembling with fear the club agreed to these demands,
and in time there was peace, until on one cold, damp
October day a fresher to the club broke an epee. As the
<snap> of the blade echoed around the hall a eery
silence fell, for moments there was nothing, and then
<KA--BOOM> from its lair the Chucky hurtled, hair
flaying wildly, scattering fencings like chaff in the
wind. Unaware of his impending doom the fresher turned
from his opponents face of horror, to look into the
obsidian eyes of the Chucky. Gradually comprehension
dawned, and the fresher began to scream, until in a
sudden movement the Chuck snatched the fresher and
dragged him still screaming to his lair. His screams
lasted for hours and as they died the remaining members
quietly fled the hall vowing to avenge the fresher.
|
|
