Summer Files: Atlantis

As you remember, this next week of the 14th through 19th, I'm infiltrating Atlantis for its spoils with a Team of Crack Commando Vikings, some of the best of the Vikings from all over the world. There's only going to be five of us, and we all are getting commando names.

How do Vikings get commando names? you might ask. Well, its simple.

1.) Everyone writes their name and puts it into a helmet.

2.) Everyone draws a name out of the helmet.

3.) You pick the name for that person.

Here is the team of Vikings:

Olaf the Bald (me) of the Bloodhound.

Frederick the Brave of the Pretty Flower.

Cory the Boastful of the Stormbreaker.

Henry the Eighth of the Europe.

Nathan the Great of the Kids Book.

When I drew my person's name, I decided, in an attempt to show a sense a Camaraderie, to give him a cool name. Here's what happened, in order:

Frederick: Drew 'Frederick'. Commando name given to him by Frederick: Bulldog Rush.

Cory: Drew 'Cory'. Commando name given by Cory: Phoenix.

Me: Drew 'Henry'. Commando name given by Me: Genvieve.

At this point, Henry the Eighth yelled, "WHAT THE HECK? Genvieve? What kind of Commando name is that?"

"I think Genvieve is a pretty name," I said.

"I'm going to SLAUGHTER you," He growled.

"Just draw a name!" Phoenix yelled.

Henry: Drew 'Olaf.' Commando name given by Henry: Hot Chick.

"Isn't that... oh, I dunno... a little Odd... to be calling me a hot chick, Genvieve?" I asked.

"You're right." Genvieve said.

Henry: Drew 'Olaf.' Commando name given by Henry: Skirt-Wearer

"Oh, that's just mean, Genvieve." I said.

"Whatever, Skirts," Genvieve said smugly.

Nathan: Drew 'Nathan'. Commando name given by Nathan: Firebert.

"Now, THAT'S a HORRIBLE Commando name," Genvieve and I said.

At that point, three armless dudes,* a guy who smelled of crap, a wrestleman, a square, a yellow dog, a broom, my old incompetant gym coach, a yellow marshmellow, an emo gray guy, and a conman DOINKED in out of nowhere and proceeded to pound on us until we agreed to not steal their joke. Sastified, they left, and Firebert I MEAN Nathan tried again.

Nathan: Drew 'Nathan'. Commando name given by Nathan: Cursive.

With everyone less than satisfied (Skirt-Wearer? What the heck?) We set off. This was all yesterday. We've only just now arrived via submarine. Its time for me to step off and begin our attack.

Oh, and I also drew the short straw, which meant I got to pick our Team Name and our Team cheer! Here's how it goes:

Me: Shirt-Wearer!

Phoenix: Phoenix!

Bulldog Rush: Bulldog Rush!

Genvieve: genvieve...

Cursive: Cursive!

All: Who is we? PIE EATERS!

Olaf the BAAAAALD!

*One with a star on his shirt, one wearing a crown, and one with a misspelled word on his shirt.