I rock and now I'm trying to share some of my rockage with you. I'm generous that way!
Tuesday, August 09, 2005
BATTLE LOST
The magician angrily tried to explain to me before I could wear the sandals I must first find a way to mask them from those that would stop at nothing to make sure my quest ends in failure. He explained that I must hold back the joy of my victory and hide the spoils of this war, for if the Brainkin found out of my attempt to recover the lost Armor of the Serpents she would tighten her grip upon me even more. I wished I had listened to him because I managed to alert the beast of my quest. My ego was out of control after gaining the sandals and I admit that I thought it possible to traverse my way around the female psychology. I was wrong, when returning from the beast's lair the Magician Big D discovered a taint on me known as "whipped". It was to such an extent that I was unaware that I had been beaten for there was not a mark on me. Big D explained to me that it was a psychological battle that I had lost and that the only cure was to either kill the beast or find the armor. It is not in me to kill the beast for if I kill her I am only dooming my clan and myself. So it has become all the more urgent that I find the armor. I must find warriors that can help me. Where can they be found though? In the mean time the magician said he could place an illusion around the sandals so that the Brainkins minions would not be able to find me as easily. By looking through ancient texts of binary he spent the night rapidly squirting a strange sticky white substance into my sandals, I asked what was this mystical ingredient, and was informed that I need to leave and contact our informant that was tailing the beast. I was immediately informed that the Brainkin has been constantly seen with her minions the past couple of days, but he was unable to get close enough to uncover their plots. However with the increased amounts of activity between them I knew something was coming. I know that this week I must once again venture into the Brainkins lair. I have notified the few men that are loyal to my quest and they have sworn to be ready to take on her minions so that I may stand with the disease known as being whipped. I must find more warriors before I continue my quest for the armor. I know but few that are brave enough. I am looking for adventures if you are up to the task inform me quickly for time is running out!
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4 comments:
The Quest hangs on a knife!
Spunk on the sandels aye. Meanwhile my flip-flops are hanging in there.
I hear your flip flops have never been worn the only depravity you get into is with those "dirty little dick beaters" Thats a burn!
Ahh the green eyed monster of envy rears it's ugly head. But I must say I loved the artwork in your piece.
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