With hugs and love I depart....

**Wild Bill Kelso** · February 14, 2007, 10:23 AM

Twas a nice run, but now not one member of my house stands in the upper halls of power. Oh well

**Perikles** · February 14, 2007, 10:42 AM

See you around in the Curia, hopefully you will have more time to post free from the contraints of staff.

**Sidus Preclarum** · February 14, 2007, 10:53 AM

**Nihil** · February 14, 2007, 11:27 AM

For some reason that I can't understand or explain, I find this resignation deeply harrowing. People resign all the time, some of them people who I consider friends, yet Asterix (who I don't know all that well, but do know to be a gentleman of fine breeding and unimpeachable character) resigns and it...bothers me.

**Muizer** · February 14, 2007, 11:41 AM

Huh ho, what? After all this time are you telling me that putting "Asterix" and "resign" in one post does not, in fact unleash the forces of hell to destroy mankind?

**Shaun** · February 14, 2007, 12:01 PM

Thanks you all your service to the TWC Asterix.

**Tom Paine** · February 14, 2007, 01:00 PM

Thank you for your many and great services, sir, and I hope we remember yuo as you were in life and your dignity in dea... resignation.

**Fabolous** · February 14, 2007, 04:10 PM

About damn time...

*Notices this is the Curia
Oh wait... damn...

*Puts on sad face
So disappointing to see you go, you've been with us for so long. Yea. Disappointing.

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Nah, I'll always love Asty. I believe we were intially appointed UL together. Oh, how time has passed. Its been fun for a long, long time Asty.

**Sétanta** · February 14, 2007, 04:23 PM

*Moonlight Sonata plays quitely in the background as the camera slowly pans to a Helios reporter standing outside of the Hexagon Palace.*

"It comes as a shock to many as another beloved leader resigns his office. King Ian accepted his resignation and declared a national day of mourning. Flags fly at half mast, women weep in the streets, men shake their heads in shock, and everybody prepares for a solemn, quiet ceremony. A procession of Royal Guards escort Lord Asterix to the Temple of Siblesz. There, he made a final sacrifice to the all powerful. Then, with a tear in his eye replaced his purple toga for one with a dark blue border. A new portait was hung in the Hall of Senators. And so ended Lord Asterix, another reminder of the Imperial Period and the following occupation by ON. It is rumoured that he gave a small speach to the assembled citizens in Curia Square, but no reporters were allowed in for security reasons."

*The camera pans and viewers watch a flag of the Kingdom wave at half mast as the last chords play..."

**Evariste** · February 14, 2007, 04:25 PM

Ah, Asterix, this is quite a blow....

I hope you keep your promise about keeping up with the Curia!

**Tom Paine** · February 14, 2007, 04:43 PM

Can I nick that, Setanta, for the next edition?

**imb39** · February 14, 2007, 05:08 PM

He's retired to his extensive estates, he is not dead...

**Muizer** · February 14, 2007, 05:55 PM

Originally Posted by imb39

he is not dead...

Are we paraphrasing the Holy Grail again?

**Tom Paine** · February 14, 2007, 05:58 PM

He's not dead... yet. *thunk* Hehehe

**Rolanbek** · February 14, 2007, 06:18 PM

Wrote a diary entry this morning. It simply said 'damn'

Enjoy your retirement Asterix.

R

**John I Tzimisces** · February 14, 2007, 06:26 PM

Hail Asterix! A cool dude...

**imb39** · February 14, 2007, 06:30 PM

Originally Posted by Muizer

Are we paraphrasing the Holy Grail again?

You force me to break Staff Non-Disclosure

What really happened
Imb39: You fight with the strength of many men, sir knight.
(Asterix does not respond)
Imb39: I am Imb39, King of the Britons.
(no response)
Imb39: I seek the finest and the bravest knights in the land to join me at my court at Camelot.
(no response)
Imb39:You have proved yourself worthy. Will you join me?
(no response)
Imb39: You make me sad. So be it! Come, Patsy!
(As Imb39 and Patsy start to ride past Asterix, he suddenly speaks)

Asterix: NONE SHALL PASS.
Imb39: (taken aback) What?
Asterix: NONE SHALL PASS.
Imb39: I have no quarrel with you, good sir knight, but I must cross this bridge.
Asterix: THEN YOU SHALL DIE.
Imb39: I *command* you, as king of the Britons, to stand aside.
Asterix: I MOVE FOR NO MAN.
Imb39: So be it!
(draws sword)

A short battle ensues, where Imb39, relatively unencumbered by armor, easily dodges the slow and heavy strikes by Asterix. Finally, Imb39 dodges a strike, steps aside, and cuts Asterix's left arm off with his sword. Blood spurts from the knight's open shoulder.

Imb39: Now stand aside, worthy adversary.
Asterix: 'Tis but a scratch.
Imb39: A SCRATCH? Your arm's off!
Asterix: No it isn't!
Imb39: Well what's that then?
(pointing to the arm lying on the ground)
Asterix: I've had worse.
Imb39: You LIAR!
Asterix: Come on, you pansy!

There follows an even shorter foray, at the end of which Imb39 easily cuts off the Asterix's right arm, causing it and Asterix's sword todrop to the ground. Blood spatters freely from the stump.

Imb39: Victory is mine! (kneeling, praying) We thank thee Lord, that in thy mercy--
(He is kicked onto his side by Asterix.)

Asterix: Come on, then!
(kicks Imb39 again)
Imb39: (on the ground) What?!?
Asterix: (kicking him again) Have at you!
Imb39: (getting up) You are indeed brave, sir knight, but the fight is mine!
Asterix: Ohhh, had enough, eh?
Imb39: Look, you stupid bastard, you've got no arms left!
Asterix: Yes I have!
Imb39: LOOK!!!
Asterix: Just a flesh wound! (kicking Imb39 again)
Imb39: Look, STOP that!
Asterix: Chicken!!! Chicken!!!!!!!
Imb39: Look, I'll have your leg!
(Asterix continues his kicking)
Imb39: RIGHT!
(He chops off the Asterix's leg with his sword)
Asterix: (hopping) Right! I'll do you for that!
Imb39: You'll *WHAT*?Asterix: Come 'ere!
Imb39: (tiring of this) What're you going to do, bleed on me?
Asterix: I'm *INVINCIBLE*!!!
Imb39: You're a looney....
Asterix: Asterix ALWAYS TRIUMPHS! Have at you!!!
(hopping around, trying to kick imb39 with his one remaining leg)
Imb39 shrugs his shoulders and, with a mighty swing, removes Asterix's last limb. Asterix falls to the ground. He looks about,realizing he can't move. Asterix: Okay, we'll call it a draw.
Imb39:Come, Pasty! (they "ride" away)
Asterix: (calling after them) Oh! Had enough, eh? Come back and take what's coming to you, you yellow bastards!! Come back here and take what's coming to you! I'll bite your legs off!