23 May 2012
Perhaps you have noticed of late, the entrance of some strange twisted characters venturing through Opussia's wide gate,
We have been warned of their mischief and planned terrors - but some word has come to light.
While our fabulous Opussian Observatory has spies in every tree, it is clear now these magical creatures have not come for our glee.
Tonight after half six, they gather in a secret host by The Oldest Oak, yes, where that old blue guy used to smoke,
It's time to rally the troops again, but for no ordinary ends - this is not pure wickedness or wizardry, but an ambush on chief trickery.
Opussia needs you, so put away the shampoo, and get out some mischief glue.
Opussia Needs You • Opuss № I