Board Thread:Fun and Games Forum/@comment-25175520-20150521200045/@comment-24306135-20150626151248

(Meanwhile, in Issac-Clarke-Syndrome-ville, also called Sauron's quarters...)

Sauron typed faster as the visions passed, typing the same phrase, singing brokenly to himself.

"It always happens. Always alwAyS ALWAYS over and OvEr aNdOVeR AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND OVER AND-"

The Exo's fingers "bled" furiously as he kept typing, reams of paper unfolding from the typewriter, hanging to the floor.

(Seriously, other Guardian players. Go check it out. (cackles) Go check it out! (cackles again) GO CHECK IT OUT! GO CHECK IT OUT! (hammers on door) GO CHECK IT OUT!)

(No really, please. Go have a look at Sauron's little descent into being crazy-crazy.)