The Adventures of Dunion, the dark Elf!
Prologue
"What!?. You want me to do that!" whispered 18 year-old Dunion.
"Yes, you must moon that Orc," replied his sister Jessben.
"But I'll get in trouble! I don't feel like doing this today Sis,"
"Come on, when have things gone wrong?"
Flash back in play"Here, hold this!"
"Where did you get this bag of gold coins?"
"I borrowed it,"
Jessben runs away.
"Halt! You are under arrest male elf!
"SIS!"
Flash back ending"Well…"
"Never mind! Remember I'm 25, you're 18! So I'm older so you gotta listen! Remember what mom said?"
"Fine,"
Soooooo, Dunion mooned an Orc. You'd expect the Orc to flip out on him and T-bag him in his ugly rags. Well, some random fag at fhdsfge said "Oi, I got's in a idea! Lets make dem ugly Orc's look like sissys so dem' fans aren't all Orcs!" Well, thats dumb. You'd expect dem Orcs.. sorry, I meant 'them', not 'dem'. Anyway you'd think them Orc's would look cool, but their just weak looking fags that are sissys! Anyway back to story.
Just then a random Impimperial guard popped out of nowhere.
"Halt! In the name of the Impimperial Legion, you are arrested for attempting to moon an Orc without a license! Your sentence is to go stay in prison until you are transported to happy land!"
"No! Anything but that hell hole!" screamed Dunion as he tried to claw his way up tree.
This resulted in only having breaking his nails.
"See you later, brother!" Shouted Jessben as Dunion has carried to his cell while screaming for Mr. Nutkin.