Since the Shrine celebrates x-mas (not christmas), I thought "what is a holiday without a story or two. So here is the very first x-mas story.
Twas The Week Before X-mas
Twas the week before X-mas, and all through the Shrine,
Many creatures were stirring, including feline.
Nall: I'm not a cat. I'm a dragon.
Alis hung stockings, by the chimney with care,
In hopes the other Shriners, soon would be there.
Alis: These guys should really wash their feet more often. Pew.
The board sheriff was sloshed, in one of the bars,
While Zero's trapped souls, screamed in their jars.
Zero: What? >looks innocent<
And Rune with her third eye, and I with my candy,
Had just finished shopping, so things were just dandy.
Rune: Glad that's over with.
>Anon nods<
When outside the Shrine, there arose such a clatter,
We got up just to see, Lark fall off a ladder.
Skylark: Damn outside decorations.
We rushed to the window, where Darknight and the Flash,
Were standing around Lark, who landed with a crash.
Flash: GL was busy, so I came in his place.
The moon on the breast, of the new fallen snow,
Made Zero's perverted thoughts, even more gung-ho
Zero: Heh, you said "breast."
When who to our wondering, eyes should appear?
But K'Arthur who comes around, maybe twice a year.
K'Arthur: I'm around more than that.
She rode with a driver, who is crazy as hell,
We all knew who it was, JWL
JWL: Yee-haw!
They sped up the driveway, the closer they came,
The more we heard shouting, as they called us by name,
"Hey, Rune! Hey, Roas! Hey, Anon and Techno!
Yo, Alis! Yo, Darknight! Yo, Infinity and Zero!
JWL: Dashing through the snow, in our rusty Chevrolet . . .
On top of the porch! On top of the wall!
I can't stop this thing! Get out of the way all!"
Rune: They're heading right for us. Run!
As dry leaves sitting, around on the floor,
The car lands with a crunch, right in front of the door.
K'Arthur: I'm never riding with you again.
Slowly up to the car, the Shriners came back,
Because JWL, had scared out all their crap.
Anon: I think we're all going to need underwear for x-mas
We all went inside, and heard on the ceiling,
A laughing that, gave us an uneasy feeling.
Roas: That>hic< can't be go>hic< good.
We all watched the chimney, which meant turning around,
And what appeared to Demos, seemed to be thrown down.
Demos: I told you, Althena. I didn't want to do this.
He was dressed all in fur, and he needed a bath,
He was covered with soot, so we all had to laugh.
Demos: It's not funny.
The bundle of toys he had, flung on his back,
Were now all flattened, broken, and cracked.
Althena: Aww the presents got broken.
The others were there too, ol' Ghaleon was merry,
While Sadoul created a fireball from a cherry.
Sadoul: Fire good.
The smirk on his mouth was drawn up like his bow,
As Techno blasted Negative out into the snow.
Negative: Who did that.
>Techno whistles innocently<
PGJ barged in, smiling, showing all teeth,
Handing Rune a very large, brown, dying, wreath.
PGJ: It's been in my family for years.
She wore a red shirt, with Santa on the belly.
Darrell Whitney was behind her, with a plate full of jelly.
Darrell: It's Jello. You told me to bring something.
Ghaleon, drinking with Roas' now a jolly old elf,
Or Mozouka, (but that discussion's been put on the shelf).
Ghaleon: I'll never te-el.
A wink of his eye and a twist of his head,
Made me believe we had something to dread
Althena: Why is Ghaleon looking at me like that?
Alunissage: Why is Ghaleon looking at ME like that?
Kazyr: No, why is Ghaleon looking a ME like that?!
The party was a success. Just one big perk.
That is, until Schala turned with a jerk.
Skylark: Did Anon just call me a jerk?
Schala: Quiet. Look at Althena.
Taking her fingers and grabbing Demos nose.
We watched as, by her hand, up the chimney he rose.
Demos: Damn you Althena! @$%@#@% &&^*^
Roas head, then, shot up, to his Glaive gave a whistle,
And the thing shot around with the power of a missile.
Roas: Destroy!
And I heard him exclaim as I dove out of sight,
MERRY X-MAS TO ALL, NOW WHO WANTS TO FIGHT?!
Happy Holidays Shrine to Ghaleon.