Chaucer pwns Gower

Inspired by Geoffrey Chaucer's impressive pwning of Gower on his blog, and dunechaser's recreation of Chaucer in Lego form, I have recreated the triumph over Gower in Sims2 form.



Behold Chaucer, respected civil servant, admired poet, master blogger.

Chaucer is a loving husband with a hot wife,


And a hopeful young son who appears to be growing up well.


(Apart from that incident on his birthday.)

















In fact, Chaucer is everything that Gower is not.
Gower reads with distaste in the newspaper that in addition to his poetic triumphs, Chaucer has an award-winning blog.


He stays up late into the night, flaming Chaucer.


But Chaucer turns Gower's feeble attempts at wit against him, and the bloggers rejoice, and rush to buy Chaucer blog t-shirts.

Gower's thoughts of revenge, thwarted in the literary arena, take a turn.


Chaucer, blissfully unaware of Gower's mean intentions, strolls past Gower's house one fine morning.


Gower accosts Chaucer.
Wherefore speken to the hende?


Other words are exchanged, and Chaucer quits Gower with dignity.


But he finds it hard to ignore the insult offered him by Gower's infantile poking and shoving. He expresses his fury to his sympathetic wife, Philippa.


The next morning, Chaucer returns to give Gower his comeuppance.


And it's on. Gower is prideful and posturing.


He is no match for Chaucer in any arena: poetry, blogging or ass-kicking.




Indeed, Chaucer kicks Gower's skinny, unpoetic butt.
I appeale thee John Gowere that thou art a wanker.



And Gower cries like a little girl.

The end. Except to add, because we know Master Geoffrey will enjoy it, a provocative picture of Katherine Swynford.