YO! What is happinin' my funky fresh homies?!... Yeah... umm... right...
Anyway! I have returned... yet again... to bring you quality entertainment!
I know so many of you were expecting this... so here it is. THE SEQUEL TO
MY BELOVED STORY!!!!! This is the sequel to my fic, Once A Month. Only this
story is bigger, longer, and UNCUT!!! (heh heh... south park rulz!) Well, I
best shut up now and get on with the story!
The Dark Magician's Vacation
the sequel to... Once A Month Catagory:Comedy/Romance Rated: R (for language, brief nudity, illegal substance abuse, and crude humor)
Chapter 1: Airport
*A few months have passed and the DMG has been working her ass off for the DM. He decides it's time to take a little vacation...*
DM- So... *talking with CG (Celtic Guardian), FS (Flame Swordsman), DMG, ME (Mystical Elf), and MF (Magician of Faith)* Where are we gonna go?
CG- We're not going to the zoo this year because... I refuse to... I refuse to go to the Orangatang exibit ever... again! *crosses his arms*
ME- Celty, the apes weren't doing naughty things to you, they were picking for fleas, that's all!
CG- Yeah! They were looking a little too far south, if you get my drift!!! *freaking out*
MF- Can we get back to the subject at hand?! *Celty puts his head down and Mysti pats his back*
FS- I know where we can go!!! *pulls out a brochure for a beach with ice blue waters, big luxery resorts and tons of naked people with beer* CANCUN!!! Whoooo! _
DM-Cancun? Isn't that in Mexico? *blinks twice*
CG- Yeah, how do we plan to get there? We live in the shadow relm! ((well, i had to keep it a little like the real story!))
FS- We'll take a plane! When we get there we'll just... blend in! *hand movements*
DMG- Sounds fun!!! *happily* ^_^
MF- Yeah... besides, check out the beaches! *wide eyed*
FS- Yeah! And all the naked chicks! WHOOO! *pointing at the pictures*
CG- Well... I don't mind as long as we don't have to go to the zoo! *nods his head*
DM- Hmm... *hesitates*
ME- I'm up for it as long as I can get a tan! *rubs a blue cheek*
DM- Well... *everyone looks at him* Yeah... o-kay then... *shrugs*
DMG- YAY! Thanks Darky! *kisses his cheek*
DM- *blush*
*Each of them goes to his/her home to pack for the trip. At the DM's house...*
DM- Hmm... I think that's everything! *throws his trunks into the bag* Hey, are you done pack- *sees the DMG trying to fit herself in a suitcase* O.o What are you doing?
DMG- I'm trying to fit... Darky, I need a bigger suitcase!!! *whines*
DM- *slaps his forehead with his palm* Why me, Ra... You're not supposed to pack yourself sweetheart!
DMG- Then how am I gonna get on the plane? *curious*
DM- You're going to walk.
DMG- You mean you can walk on a plane? *clueless*
DM- Well... not while it's flying.
DMG- Planes fly?!?! *shocked*
DM- Oh my Ra... *shakes his head*
DMG- Well, o-kay! * she gets her skimpy, skimpy bathingsuit ready to pack*
DM- What... is that? Floss? *shocked*
DMG- No silly... It's my bathingsuit. *giggles*
DM- Did you just call me... Nevermind. You're not bringing that... that... STRING!! *a hint of jealousy in his voice*
DMG- But why? What's wrong with it? *confused*
DM- I just don't think its... well... appropriate! *holding the tiny top in his thumb and index finger* Please, don't bring it.
DMG- Well... M-kay, Darky... *smiles*
DM- Good girl. *kisses her cheek* Meet me down stairs when you're done! *leaves the room*
DMG- Well... he told me not to "bring" it, but he didn't say don't "pack" it! *giggles and puts the "floss" in her suitcase*
*They join eachother and make their way to the shadowy, inter-relm airport*
DMG- Wow... *looking around* This airport is really big!... Kinda like your penis, Darky! *looking at him* ^_^
All but DMG- O.o WTF???
DM- What the?! How?! How would you know?! *shocked*
DMG- Well... this one night you were up in your room, with the door locked, and you were moaning, so I looked through the keyhole and... *interupted by DM*
DM- WAIT! How... where did you learn that word?! *red with embarassment*
DMG- Well, I heard you say it before... so I looked it up in the dictionary... and it said, "male reproductive organ."... So, then I had to look up organ, and...
DM- O-KAY! LET'S JUST GET TO THE PLANE! *embarassed*
*They get to the counter and the cashier behind the desk is dressed like Michael Jackson (white glove and all!)*
FS- We need six tickets to Cancun, Mexico, Dude! *does little dance*
DM- *puts his hand on his forehead* Oh Ra...
ME- Flames... not "the dance..."
Cashier- *smiles* All right... That'll be $6,532.48 please! ((random number for the price!))
FS- Hold on... *whispers to the cashier* Make on of those a first class ticket, would ya bro?*cashier makes the change*
Cashier- That'll be... $6,856.48 please! *smiles*
DM- WHAT?! I thought it was $6,532.48?! What the hell did you do?! *grabs the Flame Swordsman by the collar*
FS-O.O*** WHOA! Chill man! I tried to get him to lower the price... but evidently, he pressed the "addition" button instead of the "subtraction" button and... fucked up the price!... maybe I pissed him off... if that is a him, that is! *talking frantically*
DM- Shut up! Just Shut up!! *annoyed* Now, I'll pay for the tickets and we'll get on the plane! *searches his pockets* Umm... I don't have the money! I must have left my wallet at home!
CG- Oh brilliant move, genious! Now how do we expect to go?!
DM- ... *idea* Oh... give me your credit card, Celty!
CG- Well... *gets the card out* Are you gonna pay me back?
DM- Umm... No... but if you don't give it to me... I'll tell everyone about what happend at the zoo!
CG- *gives him the card quickly and willingly* I have some cash... oh, and I brought my check book if you need that too!
DM- No... Just the card will be fine, thank you. *takes the card and gives it to the cashier*
Cashier- All right... *makes transaction* Hey, do you like Michael Jackson?
DM- What... I went to prison with him... he tried to... nevermind! *sickend look*
CG- Yeah, him and that chimp of his are a little "fruity" if you know what I mean... *winks*
Cashier- Well... do you like Michael Jackson?
FS- No! But we can see you do! *points at him*
Cashier- Oh... *puts tickets in an envelope* Well, do you know what big hit he did in 1987? *wide-eyed*
DM- I don't know... "Triller!?" *impatient*
Cashier- NOPE! It was "Bad!" Looks like you need to study more!
CG- Looks like you need to dress like a man! *smiles*
DM- PLEASE, JUST GIVE US THE DAMN TICKETS, JACK-O!! *pissed off*
Cashier- O.o O-kay... O-kay... *puts tickets on the desk*
DM- *passes them out to everyone quickly* NOW, LETS GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!
CG- No kidding! *nods*
*they begin to walk off*
FS- *to cashier* Hey! Say hello to your brother Tito for me, dude! *waves and catches up with the others*
*They walk towards the gate to board their flight*
****Well... that was interesting... I was just thinking... of how funny it would be if I wrote a fic about InuYasha and Sessho-maru as rappers... The baddest mo' fo' to ever live... he'll cap you with his two fully-automatic weapons if you so much as look at him wrong... Sesho-marizzle... and then the beat-boxin', break dancin' foo'... MC InuYasha Bizzle... Yeah... that would be kinda funny... heh... Anyway, I hope you like this story so far... tell me if it's getting better than the first one... and if you haven't read the first one... well... you should... because it's awesome... see ya next chapter!
--gangling freak
(currently listening to Led Zepplin's Stairway to Heaven)
The Dark Magician's Vacation
the sequel to... Once A Month Catagory:Comedy/Romance Rated: R (for language, brief nudity, illegal substance abuse, and crude humor)
Chapter 1: Airport
*A few months have passed and the DMG has been working her ass off for the DM. He decides it's time to take a little vacation...*
DM- So... *talking with CG (Celtic Guardian), FS (Flame Swordsman), DMG, ME (Mystical Elf), and MF (Magician of Faith)* Where are we gonna go?
CG- We're not going to the zoo this year because... I refuse to... I refuse to go to the Orangatang exibit ever... again! *crosses his arms*
ME- Celty, the apes weren't doing naughty things to you, they were picking for fleas, that's all!
CG- Yeah! They were looking a little too far south, if you get my drift!!! *freaking out*
MF- Can we get back to the subject at hand?! *Celty puts his head down and Mysti pats his back*
FS- I know where we can go!!! *pulls out a brochure for a beach with ice blue waters, big luxery resorts and tons of naked people with beer* CANCUN!!! Whoooo! _
DM-Cancun? Isn't that in Mexico? *blinks twice*
CG- Yeah, how do we plan to get there? We live in the shadow relm! ((well, i had to keep it a little like the real story!))
FS- We'll take a plane! When we get there we'll just... blend in! *hand movements*
DMG- Sounds fun!!! *happily* ^_^
MF- Yeah... besides, check out the beaches! *wide eyed*
FS- Yeah! And all the naked chicks! WHOOO! *pointing at the pictures*
CG- Well... I don't mind as long as we don't have to go to the zoo! *nods his head*
DM- Hmm... *hesitates*
ME- I'm up for it as long as I can get a tan! *rubs a blue cheek*
DM- Well... *everyone looks at him* Yeah... o-kay then... *shrugs*
DMG- YAY! Thanks Darky! *kisses his cheek*
DM- *blush*
*Each of them goes to his/her home to pack for the trip. At the DM's house...*
DM- Hmm... I think that's everything! *throws his trunks into the bag* Hey, are you done pack- *sees the DMG trying to fit herself in a suitcase* O.o What are you doing?
DMG- I'm trying to fit... Darky, I need a bigger suitcase!!! *whines*
DM- *slaps his forehead with his palm* Why me, Ra... You're not supposed to pack yourself sweetheart!
DMG- Then how am I gonna get on the plane? *curious*
DM- You're going to walk.
DMG- You mean you can walk on a plane? *clueless*
DM- Well... not while it's flying.
DMG- Planes fly?!?! *shocked*
DM- Oh my Ra... *shakes his head*
DMG- Well, o-kay! * she gets her skimpy, skimpy bathingsuit ready to pack*
DM- What... is that? Floss? *shocked*
DMG- No silly... It's my bathingsuit. *giggles*
DM- Did you just call me... Nevermind. You're not bringing that... that... STRING!! *a hint of jealousy in his voice*
DMG- But why? What's wrong with it? *confused*
DM- I just don't think its... well... appropriate! *holding the tiny top in his thumb and index finger* Please, don't bring it.
DMG- Well... M-kay, Darky... *smiles*
DM- Good girl. *kisses her cheek* Meet me down stairs when you're done! *leaves the room*
DMG- Well... he told me not to "bring" it, but he didn't say don't "pack" it! *giggles and puts the "floss" in her suitcase*
*They join eachother and make their way to the shadowy, inter-relm airport*
DMG- Wow... *looking around* This airport is really big!... Kinda like your penis, Darky! *looking at him* ^_^
All but DMG- O.o WTF???
DM- What the?! How?! How would you know?! *shocked*
DMG- Well... this one night you were up in your room, with the door locked, and you were moaning, so I looked through the keyhole and... *interupted by DM*
DM- WAIT! How... where did you learn that word?! *red with embarassment*
DMG- Well, I heard you say it before... so I looked it up in the dictionary... and it said, "male reproductive organ."... So, then I had to look up organ, and...
DM- O-KAY! LET'S JUST GET TO THE PLANE! *embarassed*
*They get to the counter and the cashier behind the desk is dressed like Michael Jackson (white glove and all!)*
FS- We need six tickets to Cancun, Mexico, Dude! *does little dance*
DM- *puts his hand on his forehead* Oh Ra...
ME- Flames... not "the dance..."
Cashier- *smiles* All right... That'll be $6,532.48 please! ((random number for the price!))
FS- Hold on... *whispers to the cashier* Make on of those a first class ticket, would ya bro?*cashier makes the change*
Cashier- That'll be... $6,856.48 please! *smiles*
DM- WHAT?! I thought it was $6,532.48?! What the hell did you do?! *grabs the Flame Swordsman by the collar*
FS-O.O*** WHOA! Chill man! I tried to get him to lower the price... but evidently, he pressed the "addition" button instead of the "subtraction" button and... fucked up the price!... maybe I pissed him off... if that is a him, that is! *talking frantically*
DM- Shut up! Just Shut up!! *annoyed* Now, I'll pay for the tickets and we'll get on the plane! *searches his pockets* Umm... I don't have the money! I must have left my wallet at home!
CG- Oh brilliant move, genious! Now how do we expect to go?!
DM- ... *idea* Oh... give me your credit card, Celty!
CG- Well... *gets the card out* Are you gonna pay me back?
DM- Umm... No... but if you don't give it to me... I'll tell everyone about what happend at the zoo!
CG- *gives him the card quickly and willingly* I have some cash... oh, and I brought my check book if you need that too!
DM- No... Just the card will be fine, thank you. *takes the card and gives it to the cashier*
Cashier- All right... *makes transaction* Hey, do you like Michael Jackson?
DM- What... I went to prison with him... he tried to... nevermind! *sickend look*
CG- Yeah, him and that chimp of his are a little "fruity" if you know what I mean... *winks*
Cashier- Well... do you like Michael Jackson?
FS- No! But we can see you do! *points at him*
Cashier- Oh... *puts tickets in an envelope* Well, do you know what big hit he did in 1987? *wide-eyed*
DM- I don't know... "Triller!?" *impatient*
Cashier- NOPE! It was "Bad!" Looks like you need to study more!
CG- Looks like you need to dress like a man! *smiles*
DM- PLEASE, JUST GIVE US THE DAMN TICKETS, JACK-O!! *pissed off*
Cashier- O.o O-kay... O-kay... *puts tickets on the desk*
DM- *passes them out to everyone quickly* NOW, LETS GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!
CG- No kidding! *nods*
*they begin to walk off*
FS- *to cashier* Hey! Say hello to your brother Tito for me, dude! *waves and catches up with the others*
*They walk towards the gate to board their flight*
****Well... that was interesting... I was just thinking... of how funny it would be if I wrote a fic about InuYasha and Sessho-maru as rappers... The baddest mo' fo' to ever live... he'll cap you with his two fully-automatic weapons if you so much as look at him wrong... Sesho-marizzle... and then the beat-boxin', break dancin' foo'... MC InuYasha Bizzle... Yeah... that would be kinda funny... heh... Anyway, I hope you like this story so far... tell me if it's getting better than the first one... and if you haven't read the first one... well... you should... because it's awesome... see ya next chapter!
--gangling freak
(currently listening to Led Zepplin's Stairway to Heaven)