Post by PolarStarQuote on Dec 25, 2014 18:06:14 GMT -8
Long time ago, in a little post apocalyptic world called li, There was a group of bad guys called "The order of despair." And a father hen with his servants 13. And all was calm, this Christmas eve...And on this night, a magical character came to visit the Order...
"AAAAAAAGGGHHHHHGUVGASDHVFHKASDVL"
From the hall's, came a rumbling footstep parade as out came the father hen, Named sword by his colleges. "What the hell was that?! Are we under attack?? Status report! Stats report!"
And on his large chair, sat a man who traded in masks with a cheery grin on his face and a super scope in his hands with smoke coming from its fully charged barrel. And on the ground, lied a now dead jolly fat man known as Santa, a bag of toys near his blood puddle. "Sword....Before you start."
"Arceus christ."
"Before. You. Start."
"HOLY S**T"
"Would you care for me to explain master?"
"YES POKERFACE I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW WHY YOU MURDERED FATHER CHRISTMAS."
"...He startled me."
"...Startled you?!?!"
"He startled me!"
"Oh well i guess he should apologize!"
"Gonna be hard considering he's dead."
"Brilliant, so what are we gonna do?!"
"...I guess were gonna have to save Christmas."
"...GAAAH!"
"Yup, no other option."
"How about any other option??"
"None at all. Dont put the brakes on this, cause were doing this."
"...You planned this."
"What?"
"You planned to do this."
"Pfft, what??"
Just then, behind the masked salesmen who now dressed himself up in santa's bloody jacket, came rushing in a King Hippo, dressed as a elf. "Ok pokerface, the sleigh's ready! Might of accidentally killed vixen though....Oh, hey sword."
"...POKER FACE!"
"LET ME HAVE A NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS!"
And so, the 14 members of despair came into the life sphere, delivering nothing to coal to everyone in the city. And the rest of the order of despair members kept the presents all to themselves.
The End, And Merry Christmas!
"AAAAAAAGGGHHHHHGUVGASDHVFHKASDVL"
From the hall's, came a rumbling footstep parade as out came the father hen, Named sword by his colleges. "What the hell was that?! Are we under attack?? Status report! Stats report!"
And on his large chair, sat a man who traded in masks with a cheery grin on his face and a super scope in his hands with smoke coming from its fully charged barrel. And on the ground, lied a now dead jolly fat man known as Santa, a bag of toys near his blood puddle. "Sword....Before you start."
"Arceus christ."
"Before. You. Start."
"HOLY S**T"
"Would you care for me to explain master?"
"YES POKERFACE I WOULD LIKE TO KNOW WHY YOU MURDERED FATHER CHRISTMAS."
"...He startled me."
"...Startled you?!?!"
"He startled me!"
"Oh well i guess he should apologize!"
"Gonna be hard considering he's dead."
"Brilliant, so what are we gonna do?!"
"...I guess were gonna have to save Christmas."
"...GAAAH!"
"Yup, no other option."
"How about any other option??"
"None at all. Dont put the brakes on this, cause were doing this."
"...You planned this."
"What?"
"You planned to do this."
"Pfft, what??"
Just then, behind the masked salesmen who now dressed himself up in santa's bloody jacket, came rushing in a King Hippo, dressed as a elf. "Ok pokerface, the sleigh's ready! Might of accidentally killed vixen though....Oh, hey sword."
"...POKER FACE!"
"LET ME HAVE A NIGHTMARE BEFORE CHRISTMAS!"
And so, the 14 members of despair came into the life sphere, delivering nothing to coal to everyone in the city. And the rest of the order of despair members kept the presents all to themselves.
The End, And Merry Christmas!
