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'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the server,

The newbies were being owned with great fervor;

The intelligence was hung by the portal with great care,

In hopes that St. Wess would soon be there;

The TKAF were nestled all snug in their base,

While visions of 2Fort danced in their heads;

When Darren in the damp had just settled down for a camp,

When out on the bridge there arose such a clatter,

He focused his scope to see what was the matter;

Away to the battlement he flew in a dash,

He kept his focus and watched for a flash;

When what to his wondering eyes should appear,

But a red engineer and 8 speedy scouts;

With a shiny wrench, so lively and such a mess,

He knew in a moment that it was St. Wess!

And he typed and he skyped and called them by name:

"Now Vako! Now Cooper! Now moonlit and metatron!

On Mubix! On Sparda! On Alli and Paul!"

So so far they flew,

And slew hordes of blue;

As Darren drew his machete and turned around,

Down the way came St. Wess with a bound;

He was covered in grease, from his boot to his helmet,

And his face carried a look that simply said move it;

He was deathless and drunk, a hearty young man,

And Darren laughed when he saw him, in spite of himself;

A flash of the intelligence and a twist of his head,

Soon gave Darren to know he had everything to dread;

He spoke not a word and went right to his work,

And swiped the intel and turned with a jerk;

And upon laying his fingers on a keypad,

Darren's base now held an enemy turret;

St. Darren sprang through his portal, having given his team a shout,

And in no time at all they simply were out;

But then Darren's phone vibrated with a message from St. Wess out of sight:

"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"

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'Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the server,

The newbies were being owned with great fervor;

The intelligence was hung by the portal with great care,

In hopes that St. Wess would soon be there;

The TKAF were nestled all snug in their base,

While visions of 2Fort danced in their heads;

When Darren in the damp had just settled down for a camp,

When out on the bridge there arose such a clatter,

He focused his scope to see what was the matter;

Away to the battlement he flew in a dash,

He kept his focus and watched for a flash;

When what to his wondering eyes should appear,

But a red engineer and 8 speedy scouts;

With a shiny wrench, so lively and such a mess,

He knew in a moment that it was St. Wess!

And he typed and he skyped and called them by name:

"Now Vako! Now Cooper! Now moonlit and metatron!

On Mubix! On Sparda! On Alli and Paul!"

So so far they flew,

And slew hordes of blue;

As Darren drew his machete and turned around,

Down the way came St. Wess with a bound;

He was covered in grease, from his boot to his helmet,

And his face carried a look that simply said move it;

He was deathless and drunk, a hearty young man,

And Darren laughed when he saw him, in spite of himself;

A flash of the intelligence and a twist of his head,

Soon gave Darren to know he had everything to dread;

He spoke not a word and went right to his work,

And swiped the intel and turned with a jerk;

And upon laying his fingers on a keypad,

Darren's base now held an enemy turret;

St. Darren sprang through his portal, having given his team a shout,

And in no time at all they simply were out;

But then Darren's phone vibrated with a message from St. Wess out of sight:

"Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night!"

Very nice! Haha! Add it to the Wiki, if you created this, then you have some talent my friend.

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