Chapter Eight - Trains and Health plans
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The hands spun wildly around the face of the old clock in the dungeon. Why there was a clock in a dungeon, Rik had no idea. He looked up to see the unbelievable amount of time that had passed.
"Bloody hell! Is that the time?" he cried worriedly.
"Nah. The clock's broke." said one of the Goblins guarding his cell in a matter of fact kind of voice.
"Oh." said Rik and went back to mumbling to himself "Stupid Vivian! Sending me here against my will. He probably hasn't even bothered to come and get me and I'm just going to have to rot here forever."
"No, I'm sure his majesty will give some kind of horrible and menial job to do." said the Goblin.
"Or torture you a bit." another one suggested.
"Yeah. It's all good." the first chirped.
"How can you lot live like this?" said Rik, outraged.
"Like what?"
"Like this! Under the rule of some crazy fascist with a bad hair day." Rik explained.
"Well his majesty may be a crazy fascist but he makes the trains run on time." replied the first Goblin.
"Yeah and the royal guards get a real kick ass health plan." the second guard piped up.
"Because we get our asses kicked all the time." the first one finish and they both collapsed with roars of laughter.
"You lot are insane." said Rik dismissively and went back to his pile of straw in the corner.
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Meanwhile in another part of the castle, Jareth was feeling particularly pissed off.
Those weird students had manage to escape his trap in a rather ingenious way concerning a condom and a Murray mint and now they were way to close to the castle for comfort. He had to devise a new evil plan but was suffering from a bad case of mental block.
"As much as I hate being repetitive I might have to use another magic peach." he mumbled to himself. Then he looked into a crystal which showed a rather distorted image of Neil's slightly dazed face. "Or do I?" he said wistfully and chuckled evilly.
This was going to be fun....
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The guys were now heading deep into the forest after Vivian beat up some door knockers. They came into a clearing where a strange fox like creature with a triple mowhawk was ruthlessly decapitating some pink fuzzy creatures.
"Hey you!" shouted Mike.
"What ho gentlemen!" said the fox "Fine day for killing Fireys isn't it?"
"I dunno but it looks fun." said Vivian "Can I try?"
"Of course. By the way I'm Sir Didymus." said Didymus.
"I'm Vivian." said Vivian. "I like your hair."
"Yes. I like yours too." said Didymus as they murdered countless creatures only to have them reform again.
"Do you want to come with us and solve this maze thingy?" asked Vivian.
"Sure if there's more killing involved." replied Didymus and off they went.
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The hands spun wildly around the face of the old clock in the dungeon. Why there was a clock in a dungeon, Rik had no idea. He looked up to see the unbelievable amount of time that had passed.
"Bloody hell! Is that the time?" he cried worriedly.
"Nah. The clock's broke." said one of the Goblins guarding his cell in a matter of fact kind of voice.
"Oh." said Rik and went back to mumbling to himself "Stupid Vivian! Sending me here against my will. He probably hasn't even bothered to come and get me and I'm just going to have to rot here forever."
"No, I'm sure his majesty will give some kind of horrible and menial job to do." said the Goblin.
"Or torture you a bit." another one suggested.
"Yeah. It's all good." the first chirped.
"How can you lot live like this?" said Rik, outraged.
"Like what?"
"Like this! Under the rule of some crazy fascist with a bad hair day." Rik explained.
"Well his majesty may be a crazy fascist but he makes the trains run on time." replied the first Goblin.
"Yeah and the royal guards get a real kick ass health plan." the second guard piped up.
"Because we get our asses kicked all the time." the first one finish and they both collapsed with roars of laughter.
"You lot are insane." said Rik dismissively and went back to his pile of straw in the corner.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Meanwhile in another part of the castle, Jareth was feeling particularly pissed off.
Those weird students had manage to escape his trap in a rather ingenious way concerning a condom and a Murray mint and now they were way to close to the castle for comfort. He had to devise a new evil plan but was suffering from a bad case of mental block.
"As much as I hate being repetitive I might have to use another magic peach." he mumbled to himself. Then he looked into a crystal which showed a rather distorted image of Neil's slightly dazed face. "Or do I?" he said wistfully and chuckled evilly.
This was going to be fun....
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
The guys were now heading deep into the forest after Vivian beat up some door knockers. They came into a clearing where a strange fox like creature with a triple mowhawk was ruthlessly decapitating some pink fuzzy creatures.
"Hey you!" shouted Mike.
"What ho gentlemen!" said the fox "Fine day for killing Fireys isn't it?"
"I dunno but it looks fun." said Vivian "Can I try?"
"Of course. By the way I'm Sir Didymus." said Didymus.
"I'm Vivian." said Vivian. "I like your hair."
"Yes. I like yours too." said Didymus as they murdered countless creatures only to have them reform again.
"Do you want to come with us and solve this maze thingy?" asked Vivian.
"Sure if there's more killing involved." replied Didymus and off they went.