tourneyguy

There once was a man from Singapore,
Who lived on the 22nd floor,
He sold chicken rice,
which wasn't quite nice,
And that's why he ended up poor.

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Let me tell you a story.

There was once two knights who were rivals. One was white and the other was black (armor not race). They hated each other with a burning passion. The King decided to settle the feud by holding a jousting tournament. The winner gets bragging rights while the loser will simply die.

And so the day of the tourney. The White Knight prepares himself. If he's going to lose this tournament, he will perish. Death doesn't concern him but the one thing he was afraid of the most is that he won't be able to impress one of the King's twin daughters (the hot one). His palms are sweaty, knees weak, arms are heavy. He climbs onto his white steed. On the other side, he sees his mortal enemy, the Black Knight. His adversary was already mounted on his own black steed. The Black Knight turned to look at the White Knight and suddenly he yells, "I'm Invincible!"

A starting shot was fired and the two contestants had already charged, both their lances raised, aimed right at each other's torso. In the midst of the chaos, the Black Knight yelled "None shall pass!". Suddenly, there was contact. One of them was struck in the breast, his lung, punctured. The loser fell off his steed, bleeding, gasping for air.

White Knight to E5! He has triumphed over his hated opponent. The Black Knight clutched himself onto his injury. In his dying breath, he manages to mutter, "Tis... Just a flesh wound."