Conker's Other Bad Day
Chapter
1:
Prolouge
Once upon a time,
There was a squirrel named Conker.
"Conker the King." he stated coming into the background, sitting on a throne, pressing a glass of milk to his lips.
"King of alll~ the
land, and who'da thought that?" He chuckled "And who are
these strange fellows that surround my throne?"
He glared,
the camera came back into position, "Didn't you play the last
game?" it zoomed out again, "well anyway.."
"That wasn't the end of my Bad Fur Day, in fact, it was only the beginning" he mumbled "It was a day I like to call, Another Bad Day."
Conker wasn't happy with life, he tried to escape the mourning of Berri's death, and the software engineers wouldn't come back. He wasted himself,
and bought out dates every night, he couldn't find anything to do with himself. One day, the royal court decided Conker wasn't much of a king, in fact, he was the worst king ever, and they wanted out of his reign. Conker was thrown into the highest tower of the kingdom, a literal prison. "Doesn't look like it could get much worse than this..Does it?" Conker says, looking at you. He taps the screen, "You do see me don't you?" he said. Franky the Pitchfork stuck his head inside the door. "Conker, how ya' doin' ?" Conker shook his head, "whaddy'a want?" he sighed. Franky shook, "You are uh...subject to brutal execution." he said "Bye!~" and he shut the door quickly, sprinting from a possible outburst from 'his highness'. "Well this sucks." Conker said "Gotta find a way outta here, Ball and chain attached."
-To Be Continued-