The Emperor Pablonuts The First, aka PEA, aka Aguero/Avarese, aka The master is now 62 years old and has restaured the glory of the Old Roman Empire.
The coliseum is restaured, and the Emperor has organized a NLH Poker Tourney on it, to celebrate his 63 birthday.
People from all the globe are invitade to play, with no excuses, and the rules are giving when the tourney starts:
“First price takes all, around 117 Milly Dollars, and the Joy to join the Emperor with his family at the Supreme Village (part of his ownings)”
Second place is Executed.
Players have no excuses, and are watched 24/7. If anyone pretends sickness or whatever, is instantly executed.
Commentators of the tourney are also watched, and everytime they says some weird ass **** such as “Blockers” or “Backdoor straight” with Q4 in a K 5 6 board, are also executed.
The tourney is about to begin.
People start gathering at the Flavian Amphitheatre. Suddenly, there is a guy wearing purple calling the attention of everyone. It’s Colin Piddle, and he is heard to say “The emperor got pounded both in cash games and tourney haha..”.
Pablonuts has Zero tolerance with this kind of attitude, and gives orders to thrown Colin to the Lions.
Now the tourney has started. The heads up is pretty intense, both players are really deep and scared as ****. 6 hours has passed with almost no changes on stacks. The Emperor is having a blast, drinking Budweiser, smoking Marlboro with an ocassional weed, and gives orders to stop blinds from increasing, to make it more intense.
Suddenly one of them loses it, and start shoving every hand, screaming “I don’t care, I don’t care anymore, just kill me, kill meee..”
The other player wakes up with kings and calls. Desperate player has 92, and manage to make a flush with the 2. Skill game
After a breif chip count, desperate 92º guy has the other guy covered.
The execution is quick, but nobody gives a **** anyways, they are all too tired
The Emperor retires to his palace to play some cool ass videogames.
In 2018, people ask Elon Musk why he don’t give a try to develop screen resolutions.
2 week laters he come up with the RLgR (Which stands for Real Life Graphic Renderings) and it’s cheap as ****. All other 8k,16k technologies are now obsolete.
The walls of the Emperor’s Palace are literally cover with RLgR, and he is good friend with mr Elon. Pablo just finished his gaming sessions with the peasantry. He kinds likes them.
As the Emperor chills, one of his wifes, Mrs Keisha Grey The Great, enters the chilling room and asks Pablonuts:
“oh Pablo, Pablo..why do you waste your time with this peasantry? They don’t like you, and there is little to no traffic on BBV nowadays..”
The Emperor throws his cigarette, looks at Keisha, and confidently says:
“My abundance is so great that im not scared of vacuum, not scared of emptiness, I AM the only one with literally unlimited imagination..let the peasantry have some joy”
To be continued.. (Emperor gives ushka ushka look to El_Padroni)
6 years later, people are getting real tired of the emperor's ****, so the pretorian guard plots to assassinate him.
They are hitting him left and right, (with Spades, it's the year 2059 but still) and the emperor, while bleeding screams "IM STILL ALIVEEEE IM STILL ALIVEEEEEE!!" ala Caligula.
Suddenly, a strange person appears out of nowhere and put the final stockade.
It's Colin Piddle.
"Yo man, we thought you were dead"
Colin: "Nope"
THE END
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Bonus Track
Last edited by GSV; 12-13-2017 at 06:28 AM.
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