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“But I thought he vanished under a cloud of mystery,” the centaur -
whose name was Rafyd - pondered aloud. It should be noted that his
breath smelt of apples. And not in a good way. Well, kind of in a good
way. It was complicated. “Josh Burbank?” said Astra. “Never heard of him.” “It is said he is, or was, a man of many emotions and only one pair of underwear,” explained Dyfar. “He wandered the world stirring up chaos and dry humping nuns. It is said that tears flowed from his eyes like the mighty River Ethans flows from the mountains.”“So what’s so special about him?” Exotica asked. “Well, I just said, if you’d been paying attention. He stirs up chaos. He is the essence of chaos. For instance, if you took the most chaotic person on Earth and stood them next to Josh, that person would like…..not even look nearly as chaotic as they were before…..like….not even one percent as chaotic as before. It is said.”“I’m confused.” “HE’S CHAOTIC!”“Alright, alright,” Exotica cringed. “I get the point. Sheesh.” “Sorry,” said Dyfar. “See? His sphere of chaos is already affecting us.”“Uh, guys,” Astra interrupted. “Hate to cut the party short, but uh…look.” Indeed, standing right before them now was the aforementioned Josh Burbank, with the other thugs amassed behind him, doing interpretive dance. Unlike the others, who wore clothing appropriate for the time and setting, he was dressed in a black spandex jumpsuit. One word, Horny, was emblazoned across his chest in bright red lettering. “Look what I can do!” he said, and did a short, jerky dance that was a stark contrast to the graceful movements of the thugs behind him.“Keep calm,” Dyfar told them, although his own voice was shaky and full of dread. “Don’t make eye contact. Let’s back away slowly…”
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