Bubba's Revenge, Chapter 10
WARNING: this version is for insane people!
Disclaimer: Once upon a time there was a lady named Tamora Pierce. She owns the Tamora Pierce books. Not me. They all lived happily ever after. The end.
Actual Story:
The setting sun illuminated a lone figureon the horizon. Taking a closer look, one could make out something in her right hand,
*Voice from Offstage* I'M A LEFTY! CAN'T YOU EVER GET ANYTHING RIGHT!
in her LEFT hand....
*THANK YOU! NOW CARRY ON...WHAT'S TAKING SO LONG! ITS NOT LIKE YOU HAVE SOMEONE INTERRUPTING YOU EVERY 10 SECONDS!*
*directors roll their eyes*
(A.N. for the third time...)
in her LEFT hand, but what?
Suddenly, the figure spun around, whiking her long brown hair over her shoulder, and, shrieking a bloodcurling war cry, (A.N. she took lessons from Thayet) began her descent down the deserted dirt road. Her head erect with victory, she ran, waving her LEFT hand triumphantly.
*the following is from a nearby reporter's point of view*
She's coming closer now...the object in her hand is now fisible....it appears to be a lady's embroidery patch....Mithros help us! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
*shifts camera and begins to run*
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
*sounds of repeated whacking*
*Narrator point of view*
Sadly, these were the reporter's last words. And, now, we have a recent update of those killed by the Embroidery Serial Killer, otherwise known as E.S.K:
1. Anonymous Reporter
2. Keladry of Mindelan
WARNING: this version is for insane people!
Disclaimer: Once upon a time there was a lady named Tamora Pierce. She owns the Tamora Pierce books. Not me. They all lived happily ever after. The end.
Actual Story:
The setting sun illuminated a lone figureon the horizon. Taking a closer look, one could make out something in her right hand,
*Voice from Offstage* I'M A LEFTY! CAN'T YOU EVER GET ANYTHING RIGHT!
in her LEFT hand....
*THANK YOU! NOW CARRY ON...WHAT'S TAKING SO LONG! ITS NOT LIKE YOU HAVE SOMEONE INTERRUPTING YOU EVERY 10 SECONDS!*
*directors roll their eyes*
(A.N. for the third time...)
in her LEFT hand, but what?
Suddenly, the figure spun around, whiking her long brown hair over her shoulder, and, shrieking a bloodcurling war cry, (A.N. she took lessons from Thayet) began her descent down the deserted dirt road. Her head erect with victory, she ran, waving her LEFT hand triumphantly.
*the following is from a nearby reporter's point of view*
She's coming closer now...the object in her hand is now fisible....it appears to be a lady's embroidery patch....Mithros help us! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
*shifts camera and begins to run*
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
*sounds of repeated whacking*
*Narrator point of view*
Sadly, these were the reporter's last words. And, now, we have a recent update of those killed by the Embroidery Serial Killer, otherwise known as E.S.K:
1. Anonymous Reporter
2. Keladry of Mindelan