It was the night before Christmas, where silence loomed over the forums, barely a troll stirred in the darkness. It was on this night, Freelancer Santa made his visits. Places to go, places to be, oh how Freelancer Santa was busy. You've been a good boy this year, have a Xeno bomber to help your career! He flew past in his sleigh, dropping presents down into the disarray. Oh, how we were lucky when Dino delivered the Xeno!
We awoke on Christmas morning, oh how Freelancer Santa should have given us a warning. Before us we saw it, The Mad Xeno is all its splendour. It wasn't long before it spread, leaving those who defied the Wabbajack dead. The Mad Xeno soon made friends, they were so eager to begin the cleanse! So we took it out for a spin, left the police to inform the trader's next of kin!
People called me a quack, just because I raved about the Wabbajack! To ignore it was a sin, so I enlisted the help of my Twin. The Crazy Xeno joined the fray, forever to help me stalk our prey. Sometimes he would he would say, "When will we next see Freelancer Santa's Christmas sleigh"? Those who praised the Wabbajack were given rewards from the pack, yet those who dared to call us a hack were given a quick and decisive crack.
Before long the Wabbajack desired more, and to serve it we swore. We needed to indoctrinate someone new, so we found some pitiful and crazy shrew. Before long, The Derranged Xeno joined the crowd, never before had the Wabbajack felt so proud. Yet still this was not enough, and we needed someone else to join the scruff.
Through patience, The Psychotic Xeno joined the gang, determined to take the heretics out with a bang! And so our gathering was complete, and we had a miniature fleet. Determined to spread the word, Wabbajack, Wabbajack, I began to command my following herd. The orders were to give those who followed a nice reward, but those who fought were to face the hoard.
Word soon spread, as more heretics ended up dead. The Unhinged Xeno joined the squad, ready to worship the one true God. Swiftly he flew, evasive like the morning dew. Time soon past, with things looking like they're going to last. However, soon there was change, and things were about to become even more strange.
Now only two steps away, The Bonkers Xeno came into play. Ready to fight for the Wabbajack, he joined the pack. Before long the roster became long, and the Wabbajacks had become far too strong.
OUR CALLING
At last, the beacons had to be lit, our God was ready to use his wit. Our cult has grown strong and the people of Sirius were finally ready to hear our song. Wabbajack! We called! Wabbajack! We were enthralled.
Before us in all its splendour, before us, we had a contender. The Wabbajack came in an albatross, we didn't care what it was, it was the boss. Fight fight fight, it cried. So that's what we did, we fought with all our pride. Only stopping when one of us DIED.
We'd all do it again, fight until one of us laid there slain. We'd do anything for our God, even fight our very own squad. But none of that matters now, we have unified anyhow. The time is nigh for us to take to the sky. Once more, in Liberty, we fight, for only we understand the Wabbajack's plight.
For the Wabbajack, we fight. For the Wabbajack, we show our might.
Command Structure
We are initiated into the order. We shall spread the glorious words of Wabbajack and all the good he will bring. Through patience and rewards, people will see the true nature of our deity and all that we can accomplish, Through enlightenment can only be achieved through the words of Wabbajack. Wabbajack knows what is best for us and everyone.
We must follow him. Join us.
Wabbajack? Wabbajack knows the truth. Wabbajack knows the trials. As we progress, Wabbajack guides us to a brighter future. Wabbajack must be accepted. Wabbajack is light against the darkness. Wabbajack ends the darkness with his enlightenment. Wabbajack.