the_red_knight ovenbird The captcha is a knight in rusty armour, aged and dwindling, given one final mission to guard the doors of this red place until everything that makes it tick is gone. He takes his job seriously but is prone to daydreaming. The nights are long and lonely and he sometimes misses the days of old when he got to put his fencing skills to the test. These days there aren't many fights that need fighting so he'll manufacture his own out of boredom. My very first day on blather it took me multiple tries to satisfy the captcha. It was like a test of mettle: if you are willing to spar with the captcha, answer its riddles, engage in battle it might deem you worthy and let you pass. After my first battle it was generally compliant. Today it woke up ready for a fight and forced me to make six attempts to post my song_of_the_day. "Just checking," the Red Knight says. "Just want to keep you on your toes. Wouldn't want you to take this place for granted." "I won't. I promise," I say, sword at the ready. The captcha lets me pass. 250510 what's it to you? who go blather from