Title: Why You Shouldn't Let...?
Genre: Humor
Summary: This one for Sands of Destruction, no pairings included. Why you shouldn't let...?
A series of Reasons from Why you shouldn't let... starring the Sands of Destruction casts!
Time for more joking around the SoD cast! :D
Disclaimer: If I own SoD, I will ask Rhi'a for her revolvers!
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Lacertus rex In a Cold Place?
"This is a bad idea, Mort…"
Turning her sight toward her old fellow she smirked. "But it'll be fun, Agan!" she tied more knots. Pulling out more ropes from her waist bag, Morte wrapped it around the thing, hand moved quickly, binding it neatly. Agan sighed, surely helping Mort is a bad idea.
"Hey, if your hands are not busy, try to drag him out!" yelled Morte, giving him the rope's end.
"Fine…fine!" the sandtribe's boy nodded.
After few tugging and grinning, Morte wiped her forehead and asked Agan to went home
"You sure going to leave him…there?" asked Agan reluctantly.
Smirk…
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By the time he opened his eyes, one Lacertus rex doesn't believe what his brain told him. He's in the coldest place of the world, the Valley of Dragon.
"Now, why would I end up in here?" he mumbled, "With all of this rope?"
Valley of dragon, hmm...a nice place for vacation in Summer, but the worse place to be in Winter. Lacertus won't remember what season he was in if he stayed here for more than 10 minutes. That done, what is he doing in here? Was he trying to find something in here? There's nothing interesting here to begin with, except with the humongous dragon skull in the center of it. The supposedly last dragon from the dragon-kin. Wait, there's Lady Rhi'a Dragunel. She is the last from her kind.
"Okay, stop working on useless thing and try to think of a way out of this..." he mumbled.
Least his brain still worked properly...wait…
"Why?" he yelled. Something's happening with his brain or something, but he just can't think at all. His brain all stuck in one thing. He was in Valley of Dragon. That's all...
"No...Way..."
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Pistris squinted his eyes as he scanned the beastlord meeting today. Felix was absent as usual...but if Lacertus wasn't here, that's more than weird. Noctua should have noticed, too cause Lacertus suppose to tell them with new information he found about The Destruct.
"Where's Lacertus?"
Out there in Sea Gale, Morte grinned
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Felis Rex swim?
Okay, Its pretty obvious that cat hates water. So do Felis rex. Literally, he avoided all kind of water and once even banned himself to drink which ended in Rhi'a forcing him to drink before his throat burnt in Summer Island. He was glad that all this time, the sea he has to cross was made of sand, not water.
So, when he arrived in Viteau for his most favorite plan, the Blue Rose in Botanical Garden, he found himself in the most watery place of all over the world. Rhi'a skipped across Viteau with a gleeful face, saying that she wanted to jump into the water for a swim.
"L…La…Lady Rhi'a, stay…away from the water…" he patted his chest in fear. His whiskers trembled as he watched Rhi'a ignored him and skipped over toward the shallow water. "Lady Rhi'a! That's dangerous!" he yelled.
"Come here, Meow! It's cool!" Rhi'a splashed the water toward the cat lord who screamed in high-pitched voice as soon as the water made contact with his black fur. Rhi'a rubbed her head before finally strode out of the water and grabbed his tails, dragging him into the stream.
A yelp and lots of splashes.
The most embarrassing moment for the feline beastlord has yet to come as his hind legs couldn't touch the water floor. He cried. YES, HE…the cat beastlord CRIED for his life. Rhi'a was holding her laugh when she helped 'meow' to get up and calmed him down.
So, when Felis rex met up with Kyrie and co…he already knew what bidding he has them to do…
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Porcus rex passed out in the middle of the street…?
Kyrie knew that picking up a fight is terrible. In fact, the last time he picked up a fight, Unc. Agni had to give him bitter medicinal soup continuously for the next 24 hours because he 'accidentally' gulped down a whole puddle of mud.
And he knew that picking up today's fight will end up to no good. His foe is a BEASTLORD after all…
"*Snort*…I'll have you guys in silver platter…" the beastlord laughed, "…my stomach could go for three more!"
*Just imagine their fight in your own game…*
"NOOO…"
Morte leapt in joy as she delivered the last blow to end the beastlord life. Just like that, they won…not counting every townspeople frightened glare. Now, how should they dispose of the body? It's disturbing the pedestrian
Morte said, "Chopchop! Diced on spot!" causing a few kids to shudder and Kyrie quickly shook his head in protest.
"Just throw the body away to that river, kid…" commented Taupy.
"Good idea!" seconded Kyrie, "But…how exactly…are you planning on doing that?"
…..Yeah, how do they literally 'carry' that whoknowshowmuchweightithas body of the pig.
"Don't whine, Kyrie! Let's just try!" The beastslayer sheathed back her giant sword and pick her spot to carry. The three of them slowly tried to pick the pig up…and…"No can do!"
Kyrie puffed, stretching his fingers. They couldn't move that pig…
"I wish we had something with us right now…"
In a split second, Morte jumped with a yelp. The last thing they knew was she got back, riding a big tractor.
"Here WE GO!" she shouted.
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"An attack on Viteau?" Naja pushed his glasses back to its place, "…that's odd…"
The feral soldier hesitated, he looks a bit distraught.
"But, sir…it's not exactly 'obliterating', err…sir.." Naja raised his eyebrows.
"Well? What is it?"
He didn't get any answer after that.
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…God…it's lame...
Poor Lacertus and his brain freeze…thanks to my old friend who got bad grades because of frozen brain.
Everyone knows cat HATES water
Morte and tractor doesn't mix well…