'Twas the night after the Rancor raid ...
May 7, 2016 4:07AM
edited May 2016
'Twas the night after the Rancor raid, when all through the shard
Not a creature was stirring, not even a Gamorrean Guard;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that good gear soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds;
While visions of Furnaces and Droid Callers danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains, hoping they won't raise the level cap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,
Gave a lustre of midday to objects below,
When what to my wondering eyes did appear,
But worthless rewards and eight pieces of gear,
With a little old driver so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment he must be @EA_Jesse.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now, Mk5 Merr-Sonn Thermal Detonator! now, Mk 5 Arakyd Droid Caller!
now Mk 5 CEC Fusion Furnace and Mk 7 Nubian Security Scanner!
On, Mk 6 Nubian Design Tech! on, Mk 5 A/KT Stun Gun!
on, Mk 3 Czerka Stun Cuffs and Mk 6 BioTech Implant!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! crappy drops for y'all!"
As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up to the housetop the coursers they flew
With the sleigh full of Mk 10 TaggeCo Holo Lens Salvage
Mk 9 Neuro-Saav Electrobinoculars Salvage,
Mk 11 BlastTech Weapon Mod Salvage,
and Mk 10 Neuro- Saav Electrobinoculars Salvage too—
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney @EA_Jesse came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes of bad loot;
A bundle of raid gear he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler offering me an expensive data pack.
His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly
That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.
He was slim and well dressed, like the WoW elves,
And I laughed when I saw him, hanging out with the devs;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then I thought "What a ****!",
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his G6 jet, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, though he looked like a Sith—
“May the Fourth be with you, Till the Revenge of the Fifth!”
Not a creature was stirring, not even a Gamorrean Guard;
The stockings were hung by the chimney with care,
In hopes that good gear soon would be there;
The children were nestled all snug in their beds;
While visions of Furnaces and Droid Callers danced in their heads;
And mamma in her 'kerchief, and I in my cap,
Had just settled our brains, hoping they won't raise the level cap,
When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
Away to the window I flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.
The moon on the breast of the new-fallen snow,
Gave a lustre of midday to objects below,
When what to my wondering eyes did appear,
But worthless rewards and eight pieces of gear,
With a little old driver so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment he must be @EA_Jesse.
More rapid than eagles his coursers they came,
And he whistled, and shouted, and called them by name:
"Now, Mk5 Merr-Sonn Thermal Detonator! now, Mk 5 Arakyd Droid Caller!
now Mk 5 CEC Fusion Furnace and Mk 7 Nubian Security Scanner!
On, Mk 6 Nubian Design Tech! on, Mk 5 A/KT Stun Gun!
on, Mk 3 Czerka Stun Cuffs and Mk 6 BioTech Implant!
To the top of the porch! to the top of the wall!
Now dash away! dash away! crappy drops for y'all!"
As leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky;
So up to the housetop the coursers they flew
With the sleigh full of Mk 10 TaggeCo Holo Lens Salvage
Mk 9 Neuro-Saav Electrobinoculars Salvage,
Mk 11 BlastTech Weapon Mod Salvage,
and Mk 10 Neuro- Saav Electrobinoculars Salvage too—
And then, in a twinkling, I heard on the roof
The prancing and pawing of each little hoof.
As I drew in my head, and was turning around,
Down the chimney @EA_Jesse came with a bound.
He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot,
And his clothes were all tarnished with ashes of bad loot;
A bundle of raid gear he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a peddler offering me an expensive data pack.
His eyes—how they twinkled! his dimples, how merry!
His cheeks were like roses, his nose like a cherry!
His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow,
And the beard on his chin was as white as the snow;
The stump of a pipe he held tight in his teeth,
And the smoke, it encircled his head like a wreath;
He had a broad face and a little round belly
That shook when he laughed, like a bowl full of jelly.
He was slim and well dressed, like the WoW elves,
And I laughed when I saw him, hanging out with the devs;
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head
Soon gave me to know I had nothing to dread;
He spoke not a word, but went straight to his work,
And filled all the stockings; then I thought "What a ****!",
And laying his finger aside of his nose,
And giving a nod, up the chimney he rose;
He sprang to his G6 jet, to his team gave a whistle,
And away they all flew like the down of a thistle.
But I heard him exclaim, though he looked like a Sith—
“May the Fourth be with you, Till the Revenge of the Fifth!”
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Not to hide it.
Because this is the kind of awesome creative stuff that should be saved, encouraged and shared.
Great job! I can't +1 this enough!!
Brilliant!
Fantastic end to a fantastic story. One I will cherish.
At start is nice and funny, but since he is an officer, he actually has to talk alot to organize and stuff, so it becomes stressing listening to him after awhile...
+1