The Dayzee decided this was true while residing in the bushes. This thought had came to him before, but never at such a magnitude as this. Is this my purpose?, he pondered, Doomed for the rest of my natural life? A slave? Instead of letting the thought pass as he had so many times before, he decided to take action. He decided that he was to speak to King Bowser about the issue. First though, he was going to have to violate a few of this King's rules.

"Rule #47," he said aloud, "never cause serious harm to anyone, it could get the King in legal trouble!" With that, he jumped out of the bushes. Before that poor Yoshi even knew what was happening, the Crazee Dayzee (Who wishes to remain anonymous at this moment) jumped onto his back. Using his leafy arms, he gave Yoshi a cut. Nothing serious, just enough to stun Yoshi long enough for him to get to Bowser's Castle. With that, he ran. He had nothing else to do. It seemed like hours, but, eventually, he finally reached the castle of the reptile ruler. He walked straight up to Bowser's Office, only to be stopped by two Security Bros. (Think Security Guard Hammer Bros.). One of the spoke up.

"Excuse me, sir, but do you have an appointment?" Our protagonist knew he had to respond.

"No, but this is urgent!" The other one took the next question.

"We may be able to work something out. What is your name?"

"_" Of course, we cannot show his name...when the time comes, you'll know. For now, we'll call him "Crayzee." The first Security Brother spoke once more.

"Yes sir. I will see to it that you and our almighty ruler get to have an appointment. First thing tomorrow." Crayzee pondered.

"Yes sir. Thank you, sir." As he walked away, something stuck in his head. 'Almighty Ruler?' What sort of cult was this? The next day, as promised, Crayzee got to have a talk with the King. Bowser was infuriated when he brought the unfair way he was treating his minions.

"Do you know why I treat you like slaves?" His voice suddenly rose. "BECAUSE YOU ARE SLAVES! YOUR SOLE PURPOSE IN LIFE IS TO HAVE THE HONOR OF SERVING ME, THE GREAT AND TERRIBLE BOWSER!" Crayzee cowered in his chair. Obviously, he was going to have to do more than talk about it. It was then that the idea of the resistence was born. He handed out flyers to the minions he'd think would most want to rebel. The flyer went something like this:

Our sole purpose in life is to serve Bowser.

You may not believe it, but the King that you worship does.

I propose we do something about!

Otherwise, we are damned to life of slavery,

So many of our family members have been burned, stomped, and the like!

We can stop it!

If you agree, come to the Underground Layer in Yoshi's Island this coming Wednesday at 8:00 P.M.

We can prevent things like this from ever happening again.

We can drive away King Bowser...

...

We can avenge the fallen.