Twas the night before Chistmas and all through the land, not a monster was stirring not even a character. The helmets were hung all thru the towns in hopes that the GM's would soon be there. The players were sung in their computer chairs while visions of master stones danced in their heads. The Gamesages in their kerchif's and the players in hats had closed their eyes for a short days nap.
When out on the spawn pad there arose such a noise, the players sprang from their chairs too see what happened! The chairs were thrown back making a racket and closed the shops. The moon shining through the fake snow gave the objects below a glow, when to the players eyes should appear but a minature sleigh with 7 GM's. With a driver so lively and quick who brings us events it must be Erraticat! the players thought. More rapid the demon bats his couruses sang, he shouted and called the GM's by name. Now Dara! Now Stratos! Now Peechu and Ashland. On Ebilfish! On Battledash and Vandala! To the top of the city! Erraticat said.
As blood flows in the arena they flew to the sky up the the houses and building with xpbs, spbs, idbs, master stones and more! Suddenly the players heard the pacing of each step and as their characters heads turned round down Erraticat came. He was dressed like a boss from head to foot. His clothes nice and pressed. He had presents on his great back and he looked like a peddler just opening his pack. His eyes looked happy, his cheeks like armor, his smiling face and his little belly. He was kind to all, a cheerful little manager, the players laughed when they saw him and he gave them a wink.
He spoke not a word but went straight to his work, filled all the helmets then turned with lag and laying his hand up towards the sky and giving a nod he flew up in the sky. He sprang to his sleigh to his team of GM's he gave a shout, and all flew away back to Aeria but before he left they players heard him say "Happy Christmas to all and to all a good night!"
Hope you guys enjoeyed the LC version of Twas the Night before Christmas.
The Original poem was written by Clement Clarke Moore.
Merry Christmas to all!