The beginning

It began as the sun rose upon the Czech Republic, I had been giving my morning sermon on the grace of zizou to the masses when suddenly a screech came out to the west; it was unmistakable, just hearing it made you frustrated and to those of weak mind, even suicidal. I had heard this sound before, but I did not consider the fact it could return - I had summoned all of zizou's divine power to first defeat it, and to question its death would be to question zizou himself. A German with thick accent entered the great citadel of zizou, pleading for my assistance immediately. He told me he was from Bavaria and was an archaeologist, he had been excavating the former grounds of the Knights zizlar, a devout group of zealots who lead an assault on Dalmatia during the crusades.

He explained that he had found something hidden beneath the grand halls of the former order's hold, they had dug rather far into the ground and upon reaching a certain point a giant shade taking shape of a Prussian eagle(arguably Polish) flew up, smashing everything in its way and screeching with bloodcurdling strength. After a short helicopter flight we were now standing at the grounds of the incident, it was apparent that whatever this force had been, it was very powerful and not of zizou's creation due to its violent nature. There were stories spread by the knights zizlar of such a creature, who had first been created by Dalmati blood and forged by BiteMe geneticists, when the knights met with this creature they were able to defeat it 1v1 using superior strategy(and no cheating ok) It was said this creature, the Cacow, was buried deep beneath the order's clay - this had now been confirmed. I walked closer to the site where it flew up into the sky, a deep abyss with a radiating pink glow to it was all that remained, I could sense a great feeling of despair and frustration emanating from this abyss, which had been deemed by many zizouist scientists as Autist-aura. I called upon my elite zizouist guard and began to search for where this creature could have gone, asking my contacts in germonies for some cash(which they were glad to give) and some info, I was able to track down its path. It had bounced from Bavaria to Switzerland, and flew over France and Belgium into the Netherlands, it was my assumption that it went back to it's homeland seeing as it was forged by BiteMe, but upon arriving It was obvious this was not the case. The countryside was absolutely destroyed, the grave sites of BiteMe soldiers burnt to crisp(and mind you, graves are made of damp stone here), this creature was not looking to return home but instead seeking vengeance.

I went to contact what people I knew here, BertanK and Dbacks of SM, I rushed to their place of residence and saw the creature right above it with Dbacks in its mouth, which by the way was foaming with rabid autism. BertanK looked on with an indifferent stare, turks do not easily express emotion I guess - I ordered my guard to attack the beast while I tried to save Dbacks. Cacow was angered, now changing form to a giant Cowtist, dropped Dbacks from its mouth and began slaughtering my men. I brought Dbacks to safety and called upon lord zizou to strike down this monster, clouds formed over the sky and lightning bolts began to hit Cacow and in its moment of weakness I used by Czech Pornstar powers to enlarge my Czech endowment, and jumped into the monster's chest at full speed causing massive damage. Hurt quite badly, Cacow formed back into an eagle and flew back to Bavaria, following a trail of blood we were able to keep up and met it back at the Pit of Autism. Cacow jumped into the pit, fearing he would regain his strength I pursued and jumped into the pit myself.

Upon entering, I noticed I was floating in the pink abyss, and my mind went blank, no longer could I feel the warm embrace of zizou; only anger and frustration at the fact the world was not perfect and balanced. It was here I heard the sound of Cacow speaking in a tongue I did not know but could understand completely like no other language, he spoke to me about the idea of order and how we could strive together to cure this imperfect world, it was reasonable and so I could not argue(especially with a blank mind), and so I asked only one thing in return, he give his soul to lord zizou and convert.He agreed and so we were now brothers, this unknown power of Autism and the divine strength of zizou, a force truly unbeatable working together to bring order and balance to AW. We rose out of the abyss, my body scarred from extensive time in the Autist-aura and Cacow now in human-cow form, a look of determination on our faces. The soldiers and the Bavarian archaeologist who had been following my side put down their weapons at my command, and together Cacow and I set off into the world with no leader, with intent to bring it to its knees.

at that moment, a world order had been formed.

Praise Zizonism!

prepare your anus atwar

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Написао Guest, 15.03.2014 at 18:34

Zizou lied to us. I refuse to believe in him.

Lol

Great days in the past when Cow was there

Nice

Came back from dead just to say 5/5

Awesome xaxaxa