Tarka says, "STORY: Once Upon a time.... there was a little wallaby... who was in love with an otter... only he didn't want that otter to know cause that otter was just horridly yiffy. So he kept it to himself for years and years... then the otter got a girlfriend and he was forever story. The end."
YArgon says, "Story: In the long and storied history of the SED there have been many instances of operations by this well known and widely recognised group. They are one of the few names that have appeared in the paper almost every week. Almost everyone on SpinDizzy knows of the SED, and those who don't soon will. Their exploits are amazing and with every failure, their mystique and legend grows greater."
Tarka says, "STORY: My name is Boulder. I welcome all that wish to huddle under me. Send me your scardy kats... send me your cowerds. For I will protect them. Send me those that don't wish to know about the world... for I am Boulder."
Ba'ar growls, "STORY: Throughout history, there have been many many villians that have made the world a darker place. The machinations of these villians have created destruction and dispair where ever they went. The SED's Morticon, however, has been the exception to this. His machinations to take over the Spindizzy realm are such pinnicles of ineptitude the citizens keep him around as their resident clown."
Shadowstalker grins, "STORY: there was once a small corperation running under the name of OBT. THey made many fine things, for uses from house keeping to global domination. Among the twisted creations of this little outback startup was the XG6. Little would they know that their inept prototype would someday end up the leader of an organization bent on muck domination. Then again...maybe they didn;t feel threatened seeing Morticon's previous track record.
Morticon' says, "STORY: Long ago, people would poke fun at a little wallaby. But he didn't mind. He was infamous. His memory could be evoked long after their players logged off the muck. He's everywhere at once. And he's going to take over when the time is right with alllll his highly-paid minions."
Tarka says, "STORY: All is doomed.... all is old... tiss doom upon the world... by otter snuggles! "
Argon says, "STORY:Oncew there was a nice Otter who used to ask Argon for Centaur back rides. Argon, being a nice guy gladly complied, offering the little Otter a trip on his broad Equine back. But the Centaur had to stop taking the little Otter for rides, because the little Otter *Leaked* all over his back!"
Steve chatterchitters, "STORY: Once upon a time there was an angsty little server admin, who called herself Carri, and ran a muck called TF and F. She was not only angsty but also bratty and inept about server security, which is a pity, because FuzzBall needs all the help it can get. One of her bratty little friends broke into the server-- successfully, due to the aforementioned ineptness-- and majorly corrupted TF and F's database and MUF programs. And, being bratty, she shut the entire server down without even attempting to restore it from backups, then disappeared into the night amidst much whining. And everyone lived befuddledly ever after."
Ba'ar growls, "STORY: There was once, an intelligent wallaby named Morticon. Because of his size, he was teased constantly. This gave him an inferiority complex and a desire to be respected. His size, however, prevented him from getting the respect he desired. "
(Spoof)STORY: In the days of myth, there was a contest for the golden apple of a goddess. Some sought to win the prize by flattery, bribery, or violence. Seeking to claim it as their own, men fought and died for the prize. In the end, all the men lay dead and no-one was able to claim the apple... which was the game all along.
Mouser hisses, "STORY: Once upon a time, a freak mishap in the space-time continuum sent a creature from Earth's distant future back to present day earth. The confused and disoriented predator skulked from place to place, finding himself on FurryMUCK, Furtoonia, and TFF in succession. Fortunately for him, the enterprizing management of the SED offered him a job terrorizing small animals as part of their scheme to controll the muck. Fortunately for the rest of the muck, the SED doesn't pay enough to make it worth his while most of the time..."
(Spoof)STORY: With his short attention span Bush otter Jr... forgot about going to war in about three days... the world breath easy again.
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