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"You are a very disturbed, very...thin man!" Fred scowled,
reaching
for the hilt of his trusty sword. "Tell those children to run along back
to their beds! What kind of place is this!?" "It's Wrong*," Bruno replied. "You're quite right, you filthy alcoholic, it's all wrong," Fred grimly agreed with the drunkard-cum-bear, surveying the increasing crowd of little hooded figures quietly surrounding them. "I think we better leave, this place gives me the creeps. What an uncouth name - Deadspot..." "No,no," Bruno shook his head. "It's the Isle of Wrong, or what's left of it. Most of the island sunk into the sea years ago. King Emry established a colony of lepers and diseased folk on the desolate outcroppings of what's left of the sunken isle...to help contain the spread of plagues...""I think you're right, you disgusting drunken disgrace! Cover your smelly, alcoholic mouth! You don't want to breathe in any of the evil spirits that afflict these wretched people, my good drunkard!" "You know, I have a name," Bruno protested. "You don't always have to call me a stinking alcoholic...""ENGUARD!" even as the words left Fred's mouth, his sword was already unsheathed and gliding gracefully through the diseased air. It struck the neck of the Thin Man and sliced his sullen head clean off. "Thanks, you stinking alcoholic!" Fred said to the bear. "Your ranting was the perfect distraction, just what I needed to destroy this knave! Okay, children, run along! Nothing to see here! The mean old thin man is dead. Children? Children!? YOU'RE NOT A CHILD!!! NO!!!! STOP!!!! BRUNO, HELP!!! AHHHHHH!!!!" *The Sunken Isle of Wrong, also known as Oops, Uh-Oh, My Bad, and I Didn't Do It, depending on where you're at. For a complete history of the Isle of Oops and the horrific (if not comical) events which wasted the small land mass to nothingness, please see the Annals of Sire Rutber of Quaith.
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