"Are you completely deranged? Have you lost your mind? What were you thinking?" roared DmenAce. He was furious with his old friend DJRock, whom he knew from his days in City 655 and actually wanted to support.


    DJRock staggered contritely from one foot to the other. "It wasn''t intentional, Ace! It''s a friend of mine, sort of."


    "She''s one of HxG''s! I almost fell over in shock when that faction tag suddenly popped up in our internal chat!"


    "You could tell," Lil Snoopppps, who had kept his mouth shut until then, intervened, "You deleted the whole chat room straight away." The fourth participant in the secret chat, a member of RxD, didn''t say anything. The group was still in shock.


    "She couldn''t read anything so quickly," DJRock objected, "I thought it was a good idea. I mean, she''s all right!"


    "Nobody''s alright here," fumed DmenAce, "it''s a war game! HxG is tearing apart all the factions on 655 right now, and you''re adding an R4 of them to our chat! You''re really beyond help!"


    "Wait, wait, at least with Genny it''s clear, I gave her a good talking to today!"


    "Yes, I''ve read it. You want to fuck her mother. Not so clever, in my opinion. I mean, what''s the point, why are you writing her something like that?"


    "Because she deserves it, the bitch!"


    "Oh man," Lil Snoopppps groaned, "I don''t think that''s great either. How does that work? Like you can''t behave yourself. Or like you''re aggressive by nature. I mean, you write something like that about her mother and shortly afterwards..."


    "Shortly after that, Lady Evelyne is in our chat room," DmenAce growled. "What timing!"


    "Wait a minute, bro," Lil Snoopppps shouted in horror, "are you saying Lady Evelyne is Genny''s mother?"


    "Waaaaaaas?" DmenAce jumped up in horror, "why am I only finding out now! The one who writes the books is Genny''s mother? OMG!"


    "She''s not Genny''s mother... at least I don''t think so..." muttered DJRock, "or maybe she is?"


    "If she is, this is all a thousand times more embarrassing," Lil Snoopppps groaned, "I''ll sort it out. No one here is doing anything until this is cleared up!"


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    In the clan castle of the 652, the Thunder brothers were terribly bored. The fun race with the bets was over, Mink had been terribly angry and had ordered a round of punishment, there was nothing going on with Lipsy, and they were once again squatting all alone in the middle of the map. Any attempts to persuade any of the other cities to simply attack or at least build a path in the direction of the center failed. The leaders of the other cities tapped their foreheads, said mean things like: "Dream on!" or "Cry!", and then went their own ways.


    Consequently, they thought feverishly about what else they could do.


    "We could organize a game night and invite the others," Thunder Bun suggested. "With board games or pen and paper and stuff like that. Very traditional."


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    "Or a pizza night. We could bake pizza together! That would be fun."


    "I don''t want to bake pizza with Shiva!" groaned Devi.


    "It doesn''t have to be pizza," Josi scolded, "be a bit imaginative, guys. We could have a beer night. Then CaptnZaxpool will definitely come!"


    "Vodka evening! Then all the Russians will come!"


    "I don''t think Mink can handle another Russian. I think Mink has had enough of Russians for ever. The only Russian he can''t get rid of is Yikesy."


    "Anyway, we should have some kind of party. To celebrate our victory and the conquest of the government building. Don''t you think?"


    Josi tilted her head. "Well, I think it''s a great idea. A final party for everyone. We''ll write invitations and send them to all the other cities. We should definitely do that!"


    "And what do we do if they don''t come?" Thunder Benexi asked anxiously, "I mean - maybe they don''t like us anymore? Could be, right?"


    "We''ll just have to offer something special! Maybe a bit more than board games and pizza!"


    "Cake!"


    "Nah, they already do that in 656. Let''s think about it, guys. Something really special..."


    "I''ve got it!" shouted loudly from the direction of the door. The Dude had entered unnoticed and overheard the rest of the conversation. He clapped his hands. "We''re singing. We''ll form a band and give a concert to which we''ll invite everyone. And we''ll call the band - the Thunder Brothers!"


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    "Please what?" Lady Evelyne couldn''t believe it.


    Genny was standing with her in the kitchen and was gasping with laughter.


    "You''re supposed to be my mother! Lil Snoopppps just texted me about it! They all think you''re my mom now because of the timing earlier!"


    "This server is getting crazier and crazier," moaned Lady Evelyne, "it''s really time this GW was over. First this DJRock drags me into a chatroom this morning that I don''t even want to be in. Then DmenAce deletes the chatroom ten seconds later. I don''t understand why I was in there, nor why everything is suddenly gone. So now I''m your mother."


    Genny held onto the table and laughed like crazy. She couldn''t say anything.


    "Wait a minute," Lady Evelyne murmured, "if I''m your mother, then Ghost is my son-in-law. In that case, my dear," she threw up her arms angrily, "I''m much, much angrier than ever that I wasn''t invited to the wedding! Does he not like me? I will haunt him, er, visit him immediately, as a loving mother-in-law!"


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    The Thunder Brothers'' first vocal rehearsal turned out to be an absolute disaster. Thunder Yuber couldn''t hold a note, Thunder Jack couldn''t make a sound at all and Thunder Bun definitely couldn''t sing.


    The Dude, who was trying to lead the whole thing, almost despaired.


    "So everyone who can sing, please stand in the front row. Everyone else to the back."


    "No, Raid Leader in the front row!" the Thunder brothers groaned, "it''s always been like this!"


    "You idiots, now it''s about singing! We''re not doing a raid now!"


    "Why not?" complained Thunder Loki, "I''d rather do a raid than sing!"


    "Me too!" he was immediately supported by Thunder Boo, "let''s raid instead!"


    "Yeah, burn everything!" roared the others enthusiastically.


    "Quiet!" roared the Dude, "you''re all being incredibly embarrassing again. Now let''s do something different. Josi''s idea with the GW final party is great, and it''s true that we have to offer something special. You''ve been allowed to raid and burn everything for weeks now. Now it''s time to fucking sing!"


    "Blah blah blah," Thunder Horny muttered angrily in the back row, "singing, singing, singing, what a load of shit. If this goes on, I''m changing cities!"


    The Dude tapped on the podium with the conductor''s baton. "Quiet back there! Here we go! I''m counting the beat... 1 - 2 - 3 - 4..."


    And with a horrible discordant sound and at least five wrong cues, the Thunder Brothers'' choir rehearsal continued.


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    "Why didn''t you tell us right away that you''re Genny''s mother?" said Jhormann 1, offended and giving Lady Evelyne a dirty look.


    "I''m not Genny''s mother, dammit! That''s a malicious rumor! I don''t know who started it."


    "But you could be Genny''s mother," grumbled Jhormann 2, "after all, you two have been playing together for a long time!"


    "Oh boy guys. These discussions make as much sense as asking how many of you there actually are. When I first met you, you were quadruplets. Now you''re already septuplets!"


    "Actually, we''re ninthlings!" said Jhormann 5 proudly, "but the other two are still in other cities. The seven of us are here now. Because everywhere else was boring."


    "That''s right. It was most boring on the 652," explained Jhormann 1, "that''s why we came back. At least something happens here, and it''s always fun!"


    "You just want to set things on fire anyway!" Lady Evelyne pushed the next baking tray into the oven with a resounding bang.


    "Not necessarily! Did you know they''ve come up with something new on the 652?"


    "Nah, what is it?"


    "They''ve formed a band and now want to sing. That got us thinking - we could actually sing too!"


    Lady Evelyne almost dropped the bowl of cake. "You want to WHAT?"


    "Singing! Why not! A singing battle. You founded the Basher Boys back then. So we thought a competition like this, the Basher Boys against the Thunder Brothers, that could be extremely funny!"


    "And whoever loses," roared Jhormann 7, "has to be the opening act for the other band at the closing party!"


    Lady Evelyne carefully placed a plate of cake in front of each Jhormann.


    "Guys, you must be EXTREMELY bored right now."


    The kitchen door opened a little and Impel poked her head in. "Evelyne - tell me - is it true that you''re Genny''s mother?"