"OUCH!!"
I felt a sore sensation.
I just concluded this imperious induction including five other people who are inferior in imperiousness to me in every plausible way.
One of them is this plump pebble. I've seen this program called "The Biggest Loser" where portly people become bony. Why isn't he there? I swear, he can crush us all if he wanted to.
Then we have this diva, this "dominating" damsel. Who in their meticulous mind would let a young filly fight this…this…
Abhorrent abomination!
I have no qualms on the woman with the darker skin tone. I may be very racist towards others, but I'll give her the benefit of the doubt. I am aware that she is the chief of her place after all, so knowing she must be serious, I think she'll be fine.
She can't beat me though.
The princess is going out with us. Again, another damsel NOT in distress. Go back to your château and catnap.
And lastly, this dimwit claims to be the best swordsman in the kingdom. Apparently, I, the best archer in written history, is a mere pawn to this attention hog, this primadonna.
I HATE THAT KNIGHT!!! I'd snap his neck off any day.
"Did you like it?" teased the living Augustus Gloop-esque statue.
"Oh hell no!" the girl and I synchronously said.
"That's a yes then!" remarked the Goron. Why did I forget he was from Lethal Lava Land?
I heard a growl, then a snap.
Then, I saw lights.
Was the Goddess finally claiming me? Oh please no.
I think I zoned out.
