Ah, donâ€™t you wish your collection was 1/10th as cool as my Megabloks?
Weeks passed. All was calm in Blokadia. A sense of normalcy had returned to King William Blokheartâ€™s tyranny. Beheadings resumed. Wanton violence was again the norm. A sense of relief pervaded the table top empire. Olâ€™ Megabloky still had his mojo, even after nearly being emasculated by the escape of that rapscallion Franz von Asshole and his rag tag band of merry thieves
, or whatever the heck they called themselves. Rumors crept in from the edges of the table, something about the lego tribes being rallied, or maybe it was a sale at Macyâ€™s. No mind. There was ostrich to be eaten, and dancing girls to ogle.
Yes, King Blokheart â€œhad a thingâ€