Post by Delaforte on Jan 12, 2012 22:08:29 GMT -5
Time is an enigmatic variable in science, a fourth dimension in the realm of reality. I am an enigmatic variable that no foe has ever sought to consider, I am a fourth dimension to the inception of all fears. I. AM. TIME.
The rooster crowed, the sun rose; twas the way of his life. 26 years of age, and 26 years of experience, she never saw it coming. Slowly, she proceeded down the stairs, prepared to enter his chambers with a broad hand at the peek of dawn. Slowly, she opened the basement door, clad in a nightgown she had slept it, the wreak of nightly sweat crawling and seeping throughout the house. As she opened the door, slowly, she yawned, trying to appear weak and drowsy.
He knew all to well that her act was simply that; a procedure of pointless charades meant to trick him into letting his guard down. Upon the bed in the basement was a series of stuffed pillows, meant to appear as his body, and fool her. "AZLER! WAKE UP, ITS TIME TO FIND A JOB YOU LAZY PIECE OF SHI-"
CLONK
A round piece of overnight cheese flew across the room from her backside, nailing her in the head. "BEGONE, evil wench!"
"Excuse me? What did you just call me?"ENTER BATTLE WITH:MOM
Location: Mother's House, Basement- Castle Town
Azler Draws Fist
Mom Draws Rolled up Newspaper & Broom
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What will Azler do?
A) Flee
B) Punch
C) Kick
D) Swag- A special attack designed to seduce any female into doing exactly what Azler commands by yelling out "Swag On" And pushing his lips together, widening his eyes, and crouching up and down repeatedly with his hand tucked between his armpits like a chicken dance.
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