I got an idea after reading some "Bored of the Rings" by the awesome Havard
Lampoon. I give you. Legend of Drag On. It will get better as I droll on;
trust me please. *Cries*
NOTE: Town/people names are misspelled/changed/whatever on purpose. This is a parody.
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- PROLOGUE -
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No one in the small town of Sales noticed the dark, ebony sky lighting up with red fireballs. When they did notice, it was too late for the villagers were destroyed immediately.
The Spamdora warriors rode through the debris of the raided villages, destroying everything in their path. They were searching for something...or someone...although a couple of soldiers wondered how this attack would work out with them ransacking and messing up everything in their path. They continued following a Spamdora leader.
Finally the Spamdora commander stopped, and the rest of the soldiers stopped with him. He got off his horse and walked over to a residing elite.
"Is this the girl?" he asked, dark eyes searching her through his helmet. The residing elite just stuck an object into the commander's hand. It was a huge marble.
The commander walked up to a girl who was lying down on the ground, obviously unconscious. He didn't notice the clouds dispersing to reveal a huge, bluish full moon. He took the marble and threw--rather hard--it against the girl's head. He picked it up to reveal a giant mark on her head, which was being eerily illuminated by the moon.
"Indeed," he remarked, and walked away, but not before putting the marble back into the elite's hand.
"I wonder if this is really necessary," the Spamdora commander thought out loud.
"It is," said a man in a black hoodie, who just appeared out of nowhere. "His majesty, Emperor Dole, requested it so."
"What do we need her for?" the Spamdora commander asked.
The man in the black hoodie turned around bitterly. "That is none of your concern." He didn't see the rude gesture made by the Spamdora commander in his general direction.
The Spamdora warriors all climbed back onto their horses and rode off, taking the girl with them.
NOTE: Town/people names are misspelled/changed/whatever on purpose. This is a parody.
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- PROLOGUE -
* * *
No one in the small town of Sales noticed the dark, ebony sky lighting up with red fireballs. When they did notice, it was too late for the villagers were destroyed immediately.
The Spamdora warriors rode through the debris of the raided villages, destroying everything in their path. They were searching for something...or someone...although a couple of soldiers wondered how this attack would work out with them ransacking and messing up everything in their path. They continued following a Spamdora leader.
Finally the Spamdora commander stopped, and the rest of the soldiers stopped with him. He got off his horse and walked over to a residing elite.
"Is this the girl?" he asked, dark eyes searching her through his helmet. The residing elite just stuck an object into the commander's hand. It was a huge marble.
The commander walked up to a girl who was lying down on the ground, obviously unconscious. He didn't notice the clouds dispersing to reveal a huge, bluish full moon. He took the marble and threw--rather hard--it against the girl's head. He picked it up to reveal a giant mark on her head, which was being eerily illuminated by the moon.
"Indeed," he remarked, and walked away, but not before putting the marble back into the elite's hand.
"I wonder if this is really necessary," the Spamdora commander thought out loud.
"It is," said a man in a black hoodie, who just appeared out of nowhere. "His majesty, Emperor Dole, requested it so."
"What do we need her for?" the Spamdora commander asked.
The man in the black hoodie turned around bitterly. "That is none of your concern." He didn't see the rude gesture made by the Spamdora commander in his general direction.
The Spamdora warriors all climbed back onto their horses and rode off, taking the girl with them.