There is a new earthling in Fenrir named Lord "Potatoe." (EDIT: He has since changed his name to Kipps after this blog was published.)
He has v-moded 9 times and counting.
He is also known as Technocrat Corvus, The Great Turnip, FipperKish, and now Lord "Potatoe."
Everyone knows "potatoe" is the incorrect spelling. Spelling it with an "e" at the end is incorrect in every English speaking country.
Once upon a time, this False Lord asked his new God for some moonshots. A few days later, the God was feeling generous, so he gave him a new moon as a gift. He thanked his God. He also said he spit out his coffee, thinking he had gotten CRUSHED when he saw the combat reports.
The God kindly informed him that even though he helped him out, it does not mean they are friends. He understood. The God just wanted to help a new player out.
They got to talking for a few hours. The God learned that he was originally in Fenrir, but had been cancelled by this radical culture due to being in v-mode for far too long.
A couple of weeks later, this False Lord with a misspelled name started showing disrespect to his God. He keeps sending his God private messages, insinuating that the God does not know how to play OGame.
Clearly, this revealed that this earthling has zero clue about the God's accomplishments. After all, many nominated the God for OGame Player of the Year. Multiple Top 10 hits in both Octans and Fenrir (an example or two). Forcing many, many players into v-mode or retirement. He's even had many players dedicate their hits to him. Many kneel for him. Others have rushed to defend the God's actions when needed. Even his kneelers make meme's dedicated to him.
With all that being said, this "potatoe" has no reason to be so disrespectful to the Great One, the Higher Power, the God of All MILFs. Absolutely no reason.
So now, the God of Fenrir will watch this spud and strike when the time is right. He will be CRUSHED so hard, he will have no choice but to re-name himself French Fries or Potato Chips. Note: Potato is the correct spelling.
This spud also kneels on Tuesdays. Tomorrow is Tuesday.
The spud will kneel for his new God.
