TECHO DAY SPECIAL

The Techo in Altador
By xbookofswordsx

A Techo sits among the crowd
His spirits high, his voice so loud
A sudden goal should catch his eye
For in Altador, the stakes are high

The score is tied, at nine to nine
And all the players are ready to whine
Every tail burns and every foot stings
And each and every one of the folded up wings

A Yooyou rises to the field
Fire shines bright as a weapon to wield
With baited breath and flying feet
The players will not face defeat

The whistle blows, the Techo cheers
For both teams, he has no fears
Of being teased for his desire
To keep a team going higher and higher

The goalie dives, the Yooyou soars
Slams into the net, then the stadium floor
The Techo screams with all his might
As the winning team begins a victory flight

Around the field, and away they go
'Round the goals, the Yooyous, darting to and fro
The Altador Cup is raised high in their hands
For the other team had met their demands

Now they had won the cup you see
And they had topped the tournament tree
For with lightning speed and the power of might
They had readied their players and launched into flight

As the players retire to their beds
To lay down their weary heads
The Techo screams, much louder than the rest
As the number one fan, it was his test

The Techo Master
By Keikotoriyamacatnip

As time passes on,
Minds wither and grow old,
Memories fade into the wind,
The future forever foretold.

There is one way to preserve
The teachings of the past,
From old teacher to students new,
A lifestyle created to last.

One such master understands
The power of mind and soul,
To master the lessons of this realm,
To accept the proper role.

Upon the Mountain With No Name,
The Techo Master always waits,
Students come day by day,
But always succumb to the same fate.

And still the Techo Master,
Meditates with closed eyes,
Lingering within the dojo,
Seeing the truth through all lies.

Knowledge is the key,
To unlock the hidden door,
Beyond imagination's brink,
To the nirvana sanctum of lore.

Through determination of will,
A strength from inside and out,
To make the way up the mountain,
And learn what teachings are all about.

With two fires burning bright,
Representing the opposites within,
One shall overcome struggles,
If they first have the courage to begin.

"When the student is ready,"
Says the master to all who yearn,
Smiling, "the teacher is there,:
For those who desire to learn.

The Disillusioned Techo
By Anjie

So heavy is each weary step,
A heaved sigh in each breath.
A cloak of sorrow lingers here,
Around old Doctor Death.

The dreams he held close long ago,
Are memories, now long past.
The hidden world within the pound,
Stole hopes and dreams so fast.

His spirit crushed and weighted down,
He sits alone, each day.
His world that of the pets alone,
The ones who weep, and stray.

And time again he'll see it here,
Abandoned pets walk past.
A sense of hope so soon is crushed,
A spell of sorrow, cast.

The weary Techo tried his best,
To make the pound seem bright.
But hopeless seemed the worthy cause,
He thus gave up the fight.

And still within his Techo heart,
A tiny light doth gleam.
Perhaps the world is not so dank,
Or dark as it might seem.

When pets abandoned long ago,
No longer need to roam.
His heart is warmed from deep within,
Aware they've found a home.

The Techo Master's Training
By Schefflera

Through jungle and by the mountain, lo,
Everyone who seeks instruction, go.
Codestones rest and meditations flow;
Humor and wisdom meet, like fast and slow.
Only leave knowing what the Master knows.

Level tells you little, but a lot;
Excelling will require it, but it's not
Very good alone. So when you plot
Enrolling, earn the rest, then take this shot.
Level then will tell you what you've got.

Endurance is the key to stay alive;
Never let opponents steer or drive.
Deny the chance, and always should you strive
Until your health is high so you can thrive.
Relax, for all attacks you can survive
And even after two or maybe five
Need little healing, no, because you thrive!
Carry on, no need to take a dive;
Endure! Your second wind will soon arrive.

Agility is swiftness, nimble speed,
Gyration, leaping, running, all at need.
Initiative will let you take the lead.
Like river rapids, light, and growing weeds
In breath and body motion all is freed.
To this advice the wise will all take heed:
You wait and then move swiftly to succeed.

Defence is what you need to block attacks,
Endurance only lasts with this at back.
Foes will kick and bite and curse and hack,
Effects, though, will be puny and off track.
Not for any weakness of their pack
Continue they to find success they lack;
Entrench yourself and block 'til night is black.

Strength at last, the first that most will seek!
The Techo Master gives you this technique:
"Raise up your arm and hold until I speak."
Easy, yes? But no! Soon you feel week.
"No arm untrained will last," is the critique.
Gain patience, work for hours week to week,
To make your muscles sturdier than teak.
He then will say, "The strongest can be meek."