Imagine the scene; a clanbox full of hungry gamers, wondering what they will have for the daily feast. Just as people were about to order food from the Multiplay foodsite, a prophet by the name of Trell stood up and announced "Followers of UKCS! I come to you with the offer of bountiful chicken, prepared fresh for you this very day. It shall be the most grand feast there ever was, with plenty to go around!". And the UKCSers did rejoice, for chicken would make a most wonderful meal with which to satisfy their hungry bellies.
And so they lined up, one by one, and a list of all the food that would be ordered was recorded in the most holy tome of a Google Docs spreadsheet. The UKCSers returned to their computers, chatting excitedly about the wonderful food they would soon eat. However, the grand prophet Trell was near-sighted; he decided to forego the service of the feastmasters of Just-Eat and instead resorted to the sinful ways of ordering food over the phone. Oh, how naive he was at that moment.
An hour passed, and murmurs of discontent started to pass throughout the ranks; where was the grand feast we were offered? The crowd started to get rowdy, with screams of "Where the hell is our food?" and "Chicken" ringing out across the clanbox. Trell was nowhere to be seen at this time; apparently he was attempting to find out why the feast had not yet arrived. Then, a UKCSer enters the clanbox, looks up and proclaims "Chicken!". His fellows looked to him, but it was quickly revealed it was a deception of the highest order! Said UKCSer had to subsequently be saved from a lynch mob.
More time passes; all hope looks lost for the feast that was promised. The UKCSers cling on to every last hope of seeing their meal, but the hope slowly fades. They cry out, "Where is my chicken? I'm bloody starving!". They look again for the holy prophet Trell, but he is still trying to find the feast!
Then, the very angels start singing as the cry goes out, "The food is here!". Left and right people start scrambling for their food, eager for the juicy morsels to pass their lips and leave them sated. The food was passed out, and many left with their food, taking it back to their desks where they could feast until the twilight hours. But then, it was realised that there was not enough food! The holy prophet Trell turns to us and says "Don't worry, I shall bring you the food you so desire". And so, many returned to their desks empty handed, waiting for their turn to be blessed with the wonderful food.
Soon it is night, and the few reamining people have given up all hope and begin to slip into insanity. But thenl a cheer! Trell has returned with more food for those left out! The food is distributed and everyone did rejoice, for no UKCSer was going hungry that day. Trell gazes across the clanbox, sees all that is good and takes his own humble morsal back to his desk. However, for his folly, the UKCSers would randomly shout "Chicken!" at him, so that he would forever remember his folly.
And thus, this day became known as Chickengate 2012.
EDIT: OK, fine, Google Docs.
Last edited by TheKrumpet on Fri Aug 31, 2012 3:43 pm, edited 3 times in total.
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