Maniacal Mechetti made me mad, so me and my mate, Marcus Mae Myer, made a map of mean Mechetti's manor. We meant major misfortune for Mechetti. Me and Marcus Mae Myer merrily moved along Maleficent lane, following my maze of markings. Masterful Mechetti made mythical mages to see me and Marcus' end. Those mean mages made millions of mustachioed mice to make Marcus and me leave. Mighty Marcus Mae Myer, my mate, met his end. My might was too mighty, though. My mystic, multi-colored mace mutilated those mages and I merged victorious. I meekishly met Mechetti's massive manor and melted it with my molten M14. Merciless Mechetti melted miserably at my feet. My mission was made and Marcus Mae Myer met his end. My moral of my mission: MECHETTI WILL LOSE. *Yeah, I know. Pretty lame. I tried making a story but it didn't turn out the way I wanted it to in my head. This is my last alliteration."