It has been awhile since your last story.
Would you do the honors(I can not spell worth a heck.....a story
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sprinkles on top) make that glittering sugar....pink and blue and green
After most everybody died in the first story, it was up to the Van to revive everybody else, since her "Magic rollers of Protection against everything" helped her survive the..whatever happened.
Sadly she only had 74 Adrenaline left and was therefore in need to hit or kill somebody to gain enough for her Necro Powers to be unleashed upon the now (more than ever) useless and calm tcp fellows. She kicked some tcps in the arse on her way out of the castle, which made her lose some more adrenaline, but care she did not. And so her journey began.
The first thing she spotted, were the woods surrounding the castle. As a child, she often had heard stories about helpless beings living in there, which could easily be mowed down. While she was setting foot into the forest, a vision of the drunk king Carnage materialized in front of her.
“Yarrr..Eat my Ooozzeeeâ€, was the only thing she managed to understand while he shared the remains of his ghostly belly with the world.
“My king, I need to find Adrenaline, but as you know..well..I’ve always had a high ping and..well..I’m usually a peaceful being..â€, were her words while she tried to crush a passing by squirrel with her iron boot.
“Listen Van, I only can give you one advice for now, since I’m close to passing out again. And that advice is.. DON’T EFFIN FAIL US !! ME !! YOUR KING !! I DON’T WANNA STAY DEAD WITHOUT ALCOHOL !! ITS LIKE BEING..WELL..DEAD !!â€. He dissolved into thin air.
“That fool ! I never liked him and his alcoholic ways. He is so totally different from Wolf..Oh Wolf..â€. She searched her pockets for something and seemed to have found it as she held up a picture of some sorts. Some people would say it should depict Wolf, but all you could see was a cape and a hood, that covered the whole face in dark shadows. Did he even have a face ? Many wondered about this, but since they sometimes heard him talk, he must’ve…or was he a good one-of-those-people-who-spoke-without-moving-their-mouth ? As she sat there thinking, something moved behind her.
Her high ping didn’t allow her to notice it quick enough to not get caught by surprise. A hairy hand settled down on her shoulder and grabbed her.
“Hello Miss, do you require any assistance whatsoever in these dark times ?â€.
“Ramses ! Shouldn’t you be dead in the castle with the other slob..fuc…assho..â€, she coughed,†friends of mine ?â€
“I may look and act like the friendly guy from next door, but when the going gets tough, Ramses always runs like a girlâ€. He grinned at her and scratched his beard in thought. “Now we need a way to revive those other guys. I was thinking of checking out Wolfs lab and throw random potions on everybody to see what happens. Might be amusing.â€
“DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH ANY OF WOLF’S THINGS OR I WILL KICK YOUR ASS UNTIL THERES NOTHING LEFT TO KICK !!â€, Van quietly responded. “We should venture through the world in search for Adrenaline to revive em with the Necro Comboâ€, was her idea.
“Van, this isn’t ut2k4.. This is real life..Even though it feels sillier than my usual daily routine..Wait..where’s the bank ?â€
“Stop throwing the readers off with your logical explanations. We need a girl to solve this crisis and that is me. Look there behind the woods lies the village of Triaut, where many live who always wanted to join the noble tcp castle. Maybe we can find somebody to help us and if not, we can still pillage and plunder. PILLAGE AND PLUNDER !! DON’T TEMPT ME !!â€. Ramses stepped back to avoid getting knocked out by her whirling arm movements. “Mooâ€.
“Are you alright Van ? You sounded like a cow there..â€, Ramses asked, half concerned, half glad that she finally calmed down.
“That wasn’t me. But I do feel we will eat meat tonight. Fresh meat. May it be cooked or raw. I will eat it. Its meat. I LOVE MEAT ! Lets go.â€
They walked for a few minutes, following the odd moo noises through the woods. Suddenly Ramses stopped. “Is..Is that a guy over there dressed like a cow and mooing ?â€, he asked.
The cow person looked up and started running towards them as he spotted the 2 wanderers.
“MOO !! MOO MY FRIEND S !!â€
“What the f***in hell are you supposed to be ? Cow or not, I still am hungry and you have plenty of meat !!â€, Van cried out.
“Woah, hi. My name is Muh. I usually belong to the tcp castle as well, but ever since I started wearing this cursed cow costume, my life became more and more a cows life. Please help me to get rid of this evil curse !â€, he said sniffing and groveling.
“Pathetic ! Of course we will help you out. Close your eyesâ€, Van said, reaching for her patented “Cut all or get your money back†knife.
“Noo, you cant kill that..cow..person..Van. He might be insane, crazy and German, but we could need his help to travel the land.†Van lowered the knife in disappointment. “What are we gonna do ? Milk him ?â€, she asked in all seriousness. Both males stared at her in disbelief.
“Umm..listen.. I have a stable in the village of Triaut..Why don’t we go there to discuss further procedures ? Moo ?†They all looked at each other, nodded and started walking towards the village, forgetting all about the things living in the forest, which they wanted to pwn.
Will this exciting tale ever end ? Is there an actual meaning behind it ? Am I just out of ideas ? We shall see one day when we might return to.. THE GIRL, THE GUY AND THE COW..DOOD..