As it turns out, crossbow technology is still relevant

An interesting experiment took place this afternoon. Seeing that the fortifications on my weapon were weakening with age, I replaced them with a healthy new batch of rubber cordage.

I decided to increase the number of said cords and it was then that the mockers spoke. "It's too many," they said. "It won't work," they said. They wagged their tongues and shook their heads.

But then.

Or as that Old English poet once put it:

Hwæt!

I fired a projectile from my newly girded weapon and, oh what beauty, to watch the arrow soar through the clear, blue atmosphere of the Treena compound.

Thwack! came the tattoo of my dart on the drywall.

And then they stopped laughing. For they had seen that the principles of crossbow design hold yet true.

Let the Office Wars rejoinder.