Here's a confusing story for you. One day a bunch of people join forces to save the world. But how'd they get there? Why'd they get there? And who are they? I, the Interviewer, am here to interview the seven people who save the world from the evils of Diablo, Mephisto, and Baal.
Interviewer:
Now each of you, tell us a little about yourselves. Assassin you can go first. How did you become an Assassin?
Assassin:
One day I just decided I wanted to be an assassin. I guess it had something to do with this katar floating down from heaven and a booming voice telling me this was my calling. But that could have been due to the hallucinogens I'd been taking . . .
Barbarian:
Yeah. I think I helped out a lot. I saved the world. I think I'm the strongest of the group. And though I may not be smart, I'm strong.
Necromancer:
They're all stupid idiots. I had foreseen this day in omens for months. I was the only one who ever paid attention to the omens. I told them about the omens! Why didn't they pay attention to the omens!
Sorceress:
I'd never realized I'd belong to such a group such as this one. I met up with them because I knew trouble was brewing in the West. Though I had just gotten out of Magic School I still felt like I was ready to take on an adventure. By the way, I did pay attention to your stupid omens Necromancer! They meant nothing!
Necromancer:
It was as plain as day those omens are . . .
Paladin:
I fight for peace. My brethren trained me to purge this land of evil and that is what I have done. Now that I have completed this ultimate quest, I will humbly retire.
Druid:
How noble of you Paladin. I myself will go back to my cave and interpret some cave wall paintings in my cave . . .
Amazon:
Looks like ya have nothin' better to do?
Interviewer:
Yes. Yes. That is all nice and all but tell us about your adventure. How did you all meet up with each other at the Rogue encampment?
Paladin:
Well it all started when I got an invitation in the mail . . .
Necromancer:
What invitation? It was the omens, the omens should have told you to go to the rogue encampment.
Barbarian:
Someone told me that they were starting a hero's club there so I decided to join. I'd never been a hero before.
Amazon:
I went because my sisters were being killed!
Barbarian:
You must have a lot of sisters.
Amazon:
(Sarcastically) Yeah, we are one big happy family!
Assassin:
I was the first person to get there.
Druid:
No I was.
Assassin:
No I was.
Druid:
No I was.
Assassin:
I believe I was and so does my trusty diamond socketed katar!
Druid:
Whoa there. OK you were the first. But I was right behind you, luckily. Nice butt shot too!
Assassin:
I heard that! These are genuine Assassin clothing. I got them at the Assassin store in the mall!
Anyway this is how the story went.
Amazon:
Wait a minute! Why do you get to tell the story?
Assassin:
We all get to tell the story.
Amazon:
Fine. Tell your part first.
Assassin:
Fine.
The Assassin's story.
I was just walking along in this forest. (Don't ask me how I got there. I . . . uh . . . after smoking my pipe I never know where I'll find myself.) Well I was walking, and walking, and walking, and walking , oh yes and I was walking!
Druid :
Let me guess. And you were still walking.
Barbarian:
How much walking did you do?
Paladin:
Were you walking your dog?
Necromancer:
Did you see an omen!
Sorceress:
She must have liked walking. Clears the mind you know.
Amazon:
So you were walking. Did anything special happen while you were walking lady?
Assassin:
Yes well . . .
The Assassin's story, take two
All the sudden a burst of lightning filled the sky and I became an Assassin. Tyreal gave me a katar and told me to go to the Rogue encampment to complete my quests. He said it was my destiny!
Druid:
You knew Tyreal!
Barbarian:
Who's that again?
Amazon:
Ya lie Assassin!
Sorceress:
I must say, your story does seem to be a bit unrealistic. I myself realized that there was evil brewing in these parts . . .But I didn't have an angel who told me.
Necromancer:
And the omens! They all pointed to here! You must not forget the omens.
Sorceress:
Oh Yes, the omens. Oh mighty Necromancer, we must not forget the omens.
Interviewer:
Uh people! Could we just get to the point here?
I was just having fun with this story. It's not serious you know. If you don't like it that's OK. But if I entertained you in some strange way or another then I've done something right! By the way, in case you didn't notice I got a little carried away with dem omens! The omens tell you to continue reading to the next chapter! Oh yeah they also say to review . . .
Have a nice day.
Interviewer:
Now each of you, tell us a little about yourselves. Assassin you can go first. How did you become an Assassin?
Assassin:
One day I just decided I wanted to be an assassin. I guess it had something to do with this katar floating down from heaven and a booming voice telling me this was my calling. But that could have been due to the hallucinogens I'd been taking . . .
Barbarian:
Yeah. I think I helped out a lot. I saved the world. I think I'm the strongest of the group. And though I may not be smart, I'm strong.
Necromancer:
They're all stupid idiots. I had foreseen this day in omens for months. I was the only one who ever paid attention to the omens. I told them about the omens! Why didn't they pay attention to the omens!
Sorceress:
I'd never realized I'd belong to such a group such as this one. I met up with them because I knew trouble was brewing in the West. Though I had just gotten out of Magic School I still felt like I was ready to take on an adventure. By the way, I did pay attention to your stupid omens Necromancer! They meant nothing!
Necromancer:
It was as plain as day those omens are . . .
Paladin:
I fight for peace. My brethren trained me to purge this land of evil and that is what I have done. Now that I have completed this ultimate quest, I will humbly retire.
Druid:
How noble of you Paladin. I myself will go back to my cave and interpret some cave wall paintings in my cave . . .
Amazon:
Looks like ya have nothin' better to do?
Interviewer:
Yes. Yes. That is all nice and all but tell us about your adventure. How did you all meet up with each other at the Rogue encampment?
Paladin:
Well it all started when I got an invitation in the mail . . .
Necromancer:
What invitation? It was the omens, the omens should have told you to go to the rogue encampment.
Barbarian:
Someone told me that they were starting a hero's club there so I decided to join. I'd never been a hero before.
Amazon:
I went because my sisters were being killed!
Barbarian:
You must have a lot of sisters.
Amazon:
(Sarcastically) Yeah, we are one big happy family!
Assassin:
I was the first person to get there.
Druid:
No I was.
Assassin:
No I was.
Druid:
No I was.
Assassin:
I believe I was and so does my trusty diamond socketed katar!
Druid:
Whoa there. OK you were the first. But I was right behind you, luckily. Nice butt shot too!
Assassin:
I heard that! These are genuine Assassin clothing. I got them at the Assassin store in the mall!
Anyway this is how the story went.
Amazon:
Wait a minute! Why do you get to tell the story?
Assassin:
We all get to tell the story.
Amazon:
Fine. Tell your part first.
Assassin:
Fine.
The Assassin's story.
I was just walking along in this forest. (Don't ask me how I got there. I . . . uh . . . after smoking my pipe I never know where I'll find myself.) Well I was walking, and walking, and walking, and walking , oh yes and I was walking!
Druid :
Let me guess. And you were still walking.
Barbarian:
How much walking did you do?
Paladin:
Were you walking your dog?
Necromancer:
Did you see an omen!
Sorceress:
She must have liked walking. Clears the mind you know.
Amazon:
So you were walking. Did anything special happen while you were walking lady?
Assassin:
Yes well . . .
The Assassin's story, take two
All the sudden a burst of lightning filled the sky and I became an Assassin. Tyreal gave me a katar and told me to go to the Rogue encampment to complete my quests. He said it was my destiny!
Druid:
You knew Tyreal!
Barbarian:
Who's that again?
Amazon:
Ya lie Assassin!
Sorceress:
I must say, your story does seem to be a bit unrealistic. I myself realized that there was evil brewing in these parts . . .But I didn't have an angel who told me.
Necromancer:
And the omens! They all pointed to here! You must not forget the omens.
Sorceress:
Oh Yes, the omens. Oh mighty Necromancer, we must not forget the omens.
Interviewer:
Uh people! Could we just get to the point here?
I was just having fun with this story. It's not serious you know. If you don't like it that's OK. But if I entertained you in some strange way or another then I've done something right! By the way, in case you didn't notice I got a little carried away with dem omens! The omens tell you to continue reading to the next chapter! Oh yeah they also say to review . . .
Have a nice day.