                                 GYGAXIAN SAGA

                                       by
                                     THAC0


This work is dedicated to Morpheus, the legendary fighter, and the man I admire most, the excellant Good Guy, E. G. Gygax.

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     Arneson and Gygax conceived a creation.
     That was to change the world.
     It spread across the planet- like a blazing dragon's fire.
     A product of their imagination.
     A gift for all gamers to share.

     Like vultures squabbling over carrion the Corperations do fight
     Watch them march across the battlefield with their swords held high,
     T$R deceptively disguised in paladin's armour
     Casts dark shadows upon the land.

     Over in the thorny thickets- the gamers do cry.
     The lawyers, T$R's mercenaries.
     On command they raise their clubs
     and percede to blindly bludgeon.
     The innocent gaming community.

     The crowd scatters, the ground becomes red.
     "We've come for what's ours" they chant.
     "You must give us what's ours"  they continue.
     No-one dares answer for they are all wise
     because the lawyers' master's bloodlust is what they truelly fear.

     Gary Gygax, a threatening figure,
     hovers above their heads.
     A betrayed black dragon,
     his ex-wifes malace,
     a dagger in his back.

     No-one to remove the dagger.
     Not a soul will help --
     but plenty will twist the knife
     and embed it in deeper within.
     They indulge in mindless cruety and enjoy  his suffering.

     Gygax at the peak of his dismay and in his mounting frustration proclaimed
     "I'm going to escape this dingy Dungeon that T$R has become
     And again I'll spread my creative wings in the golden sunshine
     It will be a long and Dangerous Journey
     But the Dungeons of T$R I must overcome."

     But, alas, this is a dark dimension.
     The vampire T$R did bite, deeply into GDW
     Nourished itself with the blood
     and its power grew.
     Gygax was now pinned to the earth, unable to move.

          One Corperation to rule the net
          One Corperation to find them
          One Corperation to bring them
          And in the darkness bind them
          In the land of T$R
          where the lawyers lie.

     Gamers left the bloody thickets
     And moved to the net.
     To discuss Gygax's legacy
     and to enjoy newfound freedom
     and long awaited peace.

     At first we where successful
     but the spies did come.
     In marched the lawyers
     and the fighter, Morpheus went down.
     We now know the honeymoon is over.

     But, alas this is a dark realm.
     Where there is no good nor evil.
     Both parties live in sin.
     Who is right and who is wrong.
     It is hard to know.

     For, T$R is a business
     and businesses have a role-
     To protect their writers
     and to earn a crust.
     Via a creative product.

     And there are the gamers
     Who have earned a little respect.
     They support the company
     only by choice and not blindly
     So T$R don't be quick, to burn all the bridges

     As gamers we all unite
     And in a powerful unison cry
     Improve your customer relations
     Or the customers will fight
     D & D should be a democracy
     For all of us to share.

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D&D is a registed trademark of T$R Inc.
Copyright: THAC0 1995

          THAC0
"Lake Geneva is the centre
 of my private Universe"


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This document has been edited for legibility purposes by

     OLIK  /  Ole A. Ringdal
     olear@online.no  /  http://home.sol.no/olear
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