Sorry about the delays-FF.net's new rulings on not supporting Netscape 4
have hit me hard. However, through much poking, prodding, and downloading,
I have been able to upload..THE NEXT CHAPTER!!!
Alright, a lot of reviews are starting to become whiny. To answer several questions(and some unphrased):
A) I couldn't care less about my spelling. Don't tell me I have to spellcheck; I don't care enough. B) I am going to write the ENTIRE story out, painstakingly. Don't ask if I will write more. C) Hold yer damn horses!! I have a life, one that does not revolve around FF.net. Sides, if you think this stuff is easy, YOU try rewriting a script to make it funny.
Anyway, on with it!
* * * * * Part 2.a: Lordaeron's pain in the rear
(Terenas's throneroom. The crow flies in, turns into our prophet.)
The Prophet: (picking crow feathers off of his robe)Ewwwww Hello, y'old coot.
Terenas:(pissed; slurred voice) Die, intruder! (Runs up to the Prophet, slips on personal red carpet, puts out back)AAAAAAHHHHHHH!
Prophet: How pathetic. Now siddown 'fore you get hurt.
Terenas: Alright, alright..s'why you here? Who are you?
Prophet: Your doom!....err, wrong script...Take yer homies, go to Kalimdor..its rockin' there....
Terenas: .....rockin'?!? You're older than dirt!
Prophet: True, no need to get jealous....
Terenas: Jealous?? I'm no'jealous..err.(collapses)
Prophet: Heh. Well, I'm gone. See ya, young-timer! HAHAHAHA(hits head on ledge next to the opening in the roof) !@#$!#$!@#%$^&^%$#^!!!!!!
(Uther's camp. Two footmen are arguing over an issue of 'Camp Cleavage' magazine....ya, anyway)
Footman #1: It's mine! I ordered it..!
Footman #2: No, it's mine! I found it..!
Uther: Boys, boys!(takes the magazine) I hope you learned a lesson from this!(walks away)
Footman #1: What just happened, Billy?
Footman #2: We got hosed, Tommy. We got hosed.
(enter Arthas)
Arthas: My agent is so FIRED!! (Sees Uther) Hello, old fart.
Uther: That's MISTER old fart to you, sonny! You gotta go defend Stahnbrad. It's defenseless....except for the large standing army of gryphons(away on a Mickey D's run, be back in a month--it IS on another continent.). Therefore, we're giving you 6 footmen to defend against all hell breaking loose. And to top it all off, your level cap is 2!! HAHAHAHApant, pant...err..HAHA!!
Arthas: There had better be some profits old man, or there WILL be karma issues!(Uther had already left) DAMN! Alright, le's go!
(Walks down the road toward Farmer Jerret)
Farmer Jerret: Good day.
Arthas: Go away.
Maria: Hello.
Arthas: Goodbye.
Footman: Wow, someone woke up on the wrong side of the web this morning.
Arthas: So!! Wanna make somethin of it?( foaming at mouth)
Footman: (steps the hell away) Chill, man....people are staring.
Arthas: .....hehe, oops. ( does bunches of side quests, kills many bandits, gains his troops...ya, eventually makes it to the gates)
Villager running out the door: AAAAAAA!!!! It's pink, fluffy, and scary!
Arthas: ...I have a feeling this will be rather frightening (walks in, sees the slave master in all his horror) ...I was right.
( kills slave master, slave train gets away.....)
Arthas: Don't worry, we'll get 'em back...someday.
* * * * * (Arthas high-tails it over to Uther's camp)
Arthas: They got away...and they came here.
Uther: (sighs) Why do I think you'll be the death of me?
(Awkward silence)
Arthas: riight. So, I'm leading the attack, right?
Uther: Right.
(Arthas makes all those buildings and units, eventually the blademaster appears)
Blademaster: HAHAHA!! We're using the captives as sacrifices to the demons!
Uther: We killed your demons looong ago. Die!
(Blademaster poofs away)
Uther: Damnit. I wanted to kill it...
Arthas: I will avenge those sacrifices!
Uther: Dammit, don't give in to bloodlust, or you'll be as bad as them!
Arthas: (foaming at the mouth...again) Now you tell me!
( sees the blacksmith, walks over)
Ferainor: Be vewy, vewy quiet! We'we huntin' dwagons! hehehehehe
Arthas: Aight, if ye give me those riflemen I'll help you out.
Ferainor: It's a deaw!
(Arthas and the riflemen go and kill Searinox, bring back the heart)
Arthas: We did it, so give me the orb!
Ferianor: One sec....( goes inside blacksmith) Here ye go!
Arthas: Damn, you're fast!
Ferianor: (spontaneously combusts)
Arthas: riiiiight, anyway..
( Arthas gets orb, raises army of riflemen and kills the blademaster)
* * * * * ( Dalaran. Antinodas is talking to the Prophet)
Antonidas: Yer lying!! There's no fast food on Kalimdor, we've already checked!
The Prophet: (pulls out McDonalds bag, waves it in front of Antonidas' face)
Antonidas: No. I'm vegetarian.
The Prophet:dammit.....there goes my bargaining chipok, never mind then. (Flies off dejectedly)
Jaina: (appears outta nowhere) BOO!
Antonidas: (almost goes into cardiac arrest, just makes it) Eeshus, you scared the crap out of me!
Jaina: Sorry about the eavesdropping, but I had to know....
Antonidas: OK, it doesn't matter anyway. You're going to meet Arthas to investigate the strange happenings in...that place. Now go!
(Jaina leaves, just as one sorceress turns the other into a sheep...and the sheep bites her)
Sorceress: AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!! ***** Well, there it is, in all its glory. Oh yeah, don't try giving me ideas for what to write about--some of those reviews were just plain strange(shudders). BAD IMAGES! BAD, EVIL IMAGES GET OUT OF HEAD!!(curls into fetal position..whimpering....whimpering.....)
Alright, a lot of reviews are starting to become whiny. To answer several questions(and some unphrased):
A) I couldn't care less about my spelling. Don't tell me I have to spellcheck; I don't care enough. B) I am going to write the ENTIRE story out, painstakingly. Don't ask if I will write more. C) Hold yer damn horses!! I have a life, one that does not revolve around FF.net. Sides, if you think this stuff is easy, YOU try rewriting a script to make it funny.
Anyway, on with it!
* * * * * Part 2.a: Lordaeron's pain in the rear
(Terenas's throneroom. The crow flies in, turns into our prophet.)
The Prophet: (picking crow feathers off of his robe)Ewwwww Hello, y'old coot.
Terenas:(pissed; slurred voice) Die, intruder! (Runs up to the Prophet, slips on personal red carpet, puts out back)AAAAAAHHHHHHH!
Prophet: How pathetic. Now siddown 'fore you get hurt.
Terenas: Alright, alright..s'why you here? Who are you?
Prophet: Your doom!....err, wrong script...Take yer homies, go to Kalimdor..its rockin' there....
Terenas: .....rockin'?!? You're older than dirt!
Prophet: True, no need to get jealous....
Terenas: Jealous?? I'm no'jealous..err.(collapses)
Prophet: Heh. Well, I'm gone. See ya, young-timer! HAHAHAHA(hits head on ledge next to the opening in the roof) !@#$!#$!@#%$^&^%$#^!!!!!!
(Uther's camp. Two footmen are arguing over an issue of 'Camp Cleavage' magazine....ya, anyway)
Footman #1: It's mine! I ordered it..!
Footman #2: No, it's mine! I found it..!
Uther: Boys, boys!(takes the magazine) I hope you learned a lesson from this!(walks away)
Footman #1: What just happened, Billy?
Footman #2: We got hosed, Tommy. We got hosed.
(enter Arthas)
Arthas: My agent is so FIRED!! (Sees Uther) Hello, old fart.
Uther: That's MISTER old fart to you, sonny! You gotta go defend Stahnbrad. It's defenseless....except for the large standing army of gryphons(away on a Mickey D's run, be back in a month--it IS on another continent.). Therefore, we're giving you 6 footmen to defend against all hell breaking loose. And to top it all off, your level cap is 2!! HAHAHAHApant, pant...err..HAHA!!
Arthas: There had better be some profits old man, or there WILL be karma issues!(Uther had already left) DAMN! Alright, le's go!
(Walks down the road toward Farmer Jerret)
Farmer Jerret: Good day.
Arthas: Go away.
Maria: Hello.
Arthas: Goodbye.
Footman: Wow, someone woke up on the wrong side of the web this morning.
Arthas: So!! Wanna make somethin of it?( foaming at mouth)
Footman: (steps the hell away) Chill, man....people are staring.
Arthas: .....hehe, oops. ( does bunches of side quests, kills many bandits, gains his troops...ya, eventually makes it to the gates)
Villager running out the door: AAAAAAA!!!! It's pink, fluffy, and scary!
Arthas: ...I have a feeling this will be rather frightening (walks in, sees the slave master in all his horror) ...I was right.
( kills slave master, slave train gets away.....)
Arthas: Don't worry, we'll get 'em back...someday.
* * * * * (Arthas high-tails it over to Uther's camp)
Arthas: They got away...and they came here.
Uther: (sighs) Why do I think you'll be the death of me?
(Awkward silence)
Arthas: riight. So, I'm leading the attack, right?
Uther: Right.
(Arthas makes all those buildings and units, eventually the blademaster appears)
Blademaster: HAHAHA!! We're using the captives as sacrifices to the demons!
Uther: We killed your demons looong ago. Die!
(Blademaster poofs away)
Uther: Damnit. I wanted to kill it...
Arthas: I will avenge those sacrifices!
Uther: Dammit, don't give in to bloodlust, or you'll be as bad as them!
Arthas: (foaming at the mouth...again) Now you tell me!
( sees the blacksmith, walks over)
Ferainor: Be vewy, vewy quiet! We'we huntin' dwagons! hehehehehe
Arthas: Aight, if ye give me those riflemen I'll help you out.
Ferainor: It's a deaw!
(Arthas and the riflemen go and kill Searinox, bring back the heart)
Arthas: We did it, so give me the orb!
Ferianor: One sec....( goes inside blacksmith) Here ye go!
Arthas: Damn, you're fast!
Ferianor: (spontaneously combusts)
Arthas: riiiiight, anyway..
( Arthas gets orb, raises army of riflemen and kills the blademaster)
* * * * * ( Dalaran. Antinodas is talking to the Prophet)
Antonidas: Yer lying!! There's no fast food on Kalimdor, we've already checked!
The Prophet: (pulls out McDonalds bag, waves it in front of Antonidas' face)
Antonidas: No. I'm vegetarian.
The Prophet:dammit.....there goes my bargaining chipok, never mind then. (Flies off dejectedly)
Jaina: (appears outta nowhere) BOO!
Antonidas: (almost goes into cardiac arrest, just makes it) Eeshus, you scared the crap out of me!
Jaina: Sorry about the eavesdropping, but I had to know....
Antonidas: OK, it doesn't matter anyway. You're going to meet Arthas to investigate the strange happenings in...that place. Now go!
(Jaina leaves, just as one sorceress turns the other into a sheep...and the sheep bites her)
Sorceress: AAAAAHHHHH!!!!!! ***** Well, there it is, in all its glory. Oh yeah, don't try giving me ideas for what to write about--some of those reviews were just plain strange(shudders). BAD IMAGES! BAD, EVIL IMAGES GET OUT OF HEAD!!(curls into fetal position..whimpering....whimpering.....)