Dude, where's my compelling orb?
A Diablo II fanfiction by Lord of Destruction.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or objects in this fanfiction. They all belong to Blizzard Entertainment.
Inner voice: Enough with the disclaimers, lets get to the story!
Chapter 1: How much did I drink last night?
It was late morning and in the city of Pandemonium the three prime evils were just waking up with gigantic hangovers. Mephisto got up and looked for some aspirin. Then he realised something was missing but he couldn't think what. Now what do I usually keep on that shelf? He thought to himself. Then it hit him. Hard. And right in the face. Wait that was just the newspaper. Damn paperimp always misses, he thought to himself. Then he realised what was missing. He ran into the room him and the other two prime evils shared, woke up Diablo and Baal and shouted "Dude! Where's my compelling orb!" The first thing Baal said was "Have you looked down the back of the sofa?"
Chapter 2: Your mission, should you choose to accept it.
"We have to find my compelling orb.," said Mephisto quietly. "Stop yelling!" Diablo said loudly. He was still hung over. His body didn't react well to alcohol. He'd had one shot glass of red square and he was hung over. Suddenly Baal got up and shouted "Come! We must away!"
They had just had a breakfast of fried Dark Wanderer and had had a box each of aspirin. It was impossible for a demon to have an overdose. They could take as much as they wanted and it wouldn't affect them apart from taking away the headache. "Come on guys!" Baal shouted, opening the door."We'd better get going."
Chapter 3: I did what!?
The three prime evils were wandering the streets asking people if they had seen the orb. They had asked almost everyone when they went down a back alley. "Hi Diablo." a voice said. "Oh shit, she's seen us!" Baal shouted. They started to run when Diablo's horns caught on a stairway and he toppled to the ground.
A Diablo II fanfiction by Lord of Destruction.
Disclaimer: I do not own the characters or objects in this fanfiction. They all belong to Blizzard Entertainment.
Inner voice: Enough with the disclaimers, lets get to the story!
Chapter 1: How much did I drink last night?
It was late morning and in the city of Pandemonium the three prime evils were just waking up with gigantic hangovers. Mephisto got up and looked for some aspirin. Then he realised something was missing but he couldn't think what. Now what do I usually keep on that shelf? He thought to himself. Then it hit him. Hard. And right in the face. Wait that was just the newspaper. Damn paperimp always misses, he thought to himself. Then he realised what was missing. He ran into the room him and the other two prime evils shared, woke up Diablo and Baal and shouted "Dude! Where's my compelling orb!" The first thing Baal said was "Have you looked down the back of the sofa?"
Chapter 2: Your mission, should you choose to accept it.
"We have to find my compelling orb.," said Mephisto quietly. "Stop yelling!" Diablo said loudly. He was still hung over. His body didn't react well to alcohol. He'd had one shot glass of red square and he was hung over. Suddenly Baal got up and shouted "Come! We must away!"
They had just had a breakfast of fried Dark Wanderer and had had a box each of aspirin. It was impossible for a demon to have an overdose. They could take as much as they wanted and it wouldn't affect them apart from taking away the headache. "Come on guys!" Baal shouted, opening the door."We'd better get going."
Chapter 3: I did what!?
The three prime evils were wandering the streets asking people if they had seen the orb. They had asked almost everyone when they went down a back alley. "Hi Diablo." a voice said. "Oh shit, she's seen us!" Baal shouted. They started to run when Diablo's horns caught on a stairway and he toppled to the ground.