Aller-Polo
(the Big Swamp)

Expensive Sandbox

Aller Polo

Snakes and company created, at vast expense, the big swamp or Aller-Polo in the local language. In fact Snake built it as his own amusement park, claiming that it was important for the success of the experiment.

Part of the excuse was that the sheep would tend to drown in the mud when they’d came to drink, and that in turn would make that whole part of the desert into an “unsafe” shepherding area. Which would then pull the shepherds into the “safe” shepherding area (a bit to the west) from which you could better see the fake “bite” at the top of the pyramid.

A very shallow excuse, of course, but at Snakes’ rank, this was more than enough.

We Went Out and Discovered a Swamp Monster

A Loch-Ness style legend developed when several youngsters were peeping through the Black Gates at night, out of mere bored curiosity. They discovered what seemed to them a dragonlike or snakelike monster splashing in the mud. That was actually Snakes in his real skin, resting in his favorite mud (it’s not the exquisite mud like back home but what can you expect of a stupid desert inhabited by a bunch of morons…)

The elderly leaders of the Wise Men Council wanted to suppress the sassy curiosity and sent the youngsters who have reported the monster to “evaluation” in the Zone, usually to be followed by “re-education” and closer monitoring/control via their glands.

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Snakes finds out that he’s been seen; he is quite amused and even sees a SECURITY ADVANTAGE in the “Mud Monster Legend.”

Good ole’ disinformation, why not!


Therefore he reinstates those teenagers back in their tribes, to spread around the horror stories. He only implants (with the help of Billy G. of course) a mechanism to prevent full exposure of the truth.

He makes sure to splash in his mud only at nights and only after he made sure that no paparazzi is waiting him in the Black Gates with a camera or projector or something.

For that purpose he installed two surveillance cameras at the corners of the exit hall just before the gates.

Not with his own hands! There are slave workers for that, to drill into walls and get their hands dirty.







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