Yay! Second chapter! Here we go!
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"At last! Our god is back!" The Happy Mask Salesman cackled.
Skullkid just stood there in awe as utter chaos surrounded the altar. Lightning, energy, fog, and pure destruction. The monstrous mask that possessed him was coming back…..in it's true form….
"NO LONGER SHALL WE BE FORCED TO LIVE IN A WORLD FULL DISCUSTING CREATURES AND SUFFERING! THIS IS THE START OF THE RECONSTRUCTION OF THE WORLD!" the Salesman was going clearly insane.
The eyes in the purple fog surveyed the area, studying each member of the ancient ones, including the Salesman. Then they finally landed on Skullkid, who had become paralyzed with fear. They stared at him for what seemed like hours, just staring.
Thwack!
A whip shot out of the fog and smacked the ground violently.
"What the hell-" Skullkid was cut short before a dark shadow grabbed hold of him and flew off.
"Skullkid!" The Happy Mask Salesman yelled.
Skullkid trembled as he felt him self losing consciousness. Before he passed out, he heard the words, "Let's play…."
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((Intermission :D))
Lemonly Sweet: Hello, and welcome to our first intermission. Yes I'll be doing these in each chapter. It's sorta like a commercial break, if you think about.
Skullkid: It's kinda early in the first chapter for an intermission.
Lemonly Sweet: *smiles* F*ck off, Skullkid.
Skullkid: …
Mask Salesman: Since when do you call the shots?
Lemonly Sweet: Cuz I'm the author and I get to call the shots. Now enough bullshit and let's get back to the damn story.
Skullkid: That was an awfully short intermission.
Lemonly Sweet: Do I need to get the cattle prod again?!
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Skullkid shivered as he walked in the dark, eerie forest. Dark purple mist surrounded the forest. Glowing eyes watched him as he trudged through this nightmare.
Suddenly, something grabbed him by the shoulders. He yelped.
"Shhh, don't talk…." A voice murmured.
Skullkid snapped awake.
He was inside what looked like huge hallow tree trunk. It was dark, yet nice cool.
"Geez, that was a weird dream. Where the hell am I?" he groaned, rubbing his sore head.
He squinted, and saw a figure in front of him. A similar figure that looked like the one that attacked…
"You!" Skullkid shouted.
The figure stepped into the light, and Skullkid was amazed by what it was.
It was a weird looking, petite girl, with violet skin, with many different markings of white, red, and orange, around her body. Her arms and legs had fuchsia stripes on them, looking like leggings and arm warmers. Her hair was dark, midnight blue and tied in pig-tails that reached her hips. Her eyes were yellow gold and emerald green, and she had various horns on her head, and pointed hylian eyes. She also looked at least thirteen. All she wore was a dark red loincloth around her crotch and a matching bra around her chest. She carried a whip in her hands, which she was stretching.
She dropped the whip on the ground and sat in front of Skullkid.
"Who are you?!" he hissed.
She smelled his face, and then grinned, showing sharp, pointy canines.
The girl playfully pushed him on the ground and giggled.
"You're funny," she snickered, pouncing on him.
"Who the hell are you?!" Skullkid demanded.
"Why the hell did you kidnap me?! Who am I, Princess Zelda?!"
The girl pressed her mouth against his, placing a rough kiss on Skullkid's face.
'What the hell is she doing?' he though as the girl worked her tongue into his mouth.
Skullkid struggled to get her off of him, but she had the strength of a full grown adult body builder.
Finally after a few minutes of love torture, the girl
got off him, and wiped saliva of her face.
"That was fun," she giggled, standing back up and stretching her arms in the arm.
Skullkid jumped up in anger.
"Okay, woman, I want some answers. NOW."
The girl turned around the looked at Skullkid.
"What?"
"First off, why did you bring me here?!" he shouted the girl, who scratched her head.
"Isn't obvious?"
Skullkid shook his head, scowling at her. The girl crossed her arms and rolled her eyes.
"I wanted someone to play with, if you couldn't tell. And don't you think it's rude to start demanding stuff from people without asked for names," she growled, pouting.
"Fine. What's your name?"
The girl flashed a sharp toothed grin.
"Majora."
The Skullkid stared at her for a long time, before passing out.
Majora blinked.
"I think killed him."