Morgoth walks on the streets, minding his own business, when suddenly he get's a burst of inspiration. He is quick to grab paper and pencil, and writes for several minutes. When he is done he conjures some tape and smugly attaches the paper to a wall. It reads:
I guess I’ll start off with about this thread is going to be updated. Maybe daily, probably weekly, maybe it’s completely random. It’s going to be updated at least.
Now you might be asking, does any man deserve a thread solely centered about that man? The answer to that is no.
Still, I will be writing about a person, but that person is much more than a mere man. Some say he doesn’t wear shoes on Mondays. Rumors persists that he doesn’t trim his toenails.
His name is too holy to be mentioned here, but for the sake of practicality, I will defy the law and say his name aloud.
TepidDelucci.
Some of you might feel like this person is just like any other, in which case you would be wrong. Terribly wrong even.
Tepid knows everything. He knows what is unknown to him. While he has been slacking on his prescience, I am urging him to work on it. It is for the good of all, so please Tepid, no more laziness!
He’s also an extremely accomplished lover. If you do not believe this, you can always check with Amethyst , who -even if Tepid has only an E.N.C.H (Lols!) below – is more than happy with his abilities. It’s a known fact in IRC Avenue that Tepid is a God. For the sake of decency we will not talk that what he is god of.
As you might have noticed, Tepid recently acquired the permission to establish a crew, which I am a proud part of. I wish Tepid (and myself!) the best of luck in this new adventure. Who wouldn’t want to join a man as godly as Tepid?
Next time in Lukewarm Legends: The long road to Godhood – And what’s with that beard?
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