Cycnus

We were oh! So bored With the war game on the net; The other players fuzz-faced lads Bent on slaughter. Then we teleported to Freisland And landed in his back-yard … No escape … terrified … Rabbits in his headlamps. This fearsome Swiss Baron Swatted and teased us; Played with us as cats do With baby mice … But as we played, the Baron and I Came to a mutual respect … Me for his mastery, Cycnus for my guile. He won, of course. He was the great Baron Cycnus! I was just another noob … Blood in the dust. Now he’s destroyed me, I can get my real life back, And do all those things neglected While I played with Cycnus. But next time … If there is a next time … I’m on the Baron’s side!