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Post by Viking Dong on Oct 14, 2009 7:16:31 GMT -5
Sweet, the sooner the better, laddo.
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Post by egyptiandong on Oct 21, 2009 11:27:30 GMT -5
I will continue now then.
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Post by egyptiandong on Oct 21, 2009 11:40:31 GMT -5
I got 2 tickets to the first plane to Egypt. If I was going to take back my kingdom I needed help from my long time allies of this dimension.
It was easy enough to gain an audience with President Mohamed Hosni Mubarak. I pleaded my case to him and he answered "I will support you in this, though the fucian warriors are strong and I cannot grant my entire military. you will need more than me alone. I will grant you helicopters and infantry men.*
I thanked him. I now had the support of 10,000 Egyptian fighters and 100 egyptian fighter pilots and choppers. Along with 3 High Priests, possibly the most valuable of the three groups.
My next stop Jerusalem. I needed to speak with Ireneos The main figure of Jerusalem and Shimon Peres The president of Israel.
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Post by egyptiandong on Oct 21, 2009 11:46:15 GMT -5
These men were equally easy to get a hold of, and much more generous. Peres granted me 500 jets and 500 tanks. He also allowed me another 10,000 infantry men, and 200 special forces. Irenoes allowed me 10 of his more powerful Rabis and I was off to regain my kingdom.
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Post by egyptiandong on Oct 21, 2009 12:23:16 GMT -5
I led my new army through the portal. We found ourselves back in the desert I had left so long ago. They set up camp here. I wanted to go in alone first spy out a bit. Unfortunately though my fiance refused to let me go alone.
Before leaving I had my Priests and Rabis begin summoning more of an army for me.
It was an easy task getting back into my old home town. Over the years I had changed exponentially. I was larger, stronger, my face was broader and beaten by weather, heat and battle. Me and my future wife just told the gaurds we were from a nearby village hear for supplies.
I first went around town asking what was thought of Rob. Apparently he was mostly hated. He was to quick to anger and to crazed with his punishments. People were killed for anything: stealing, treason. Treason wouldnt be so bad except any mention of Robs demise was considered treason. Any mention of his homosexuality also treason. Any rumors at all about the king was treason. In fact if got caught asking questions I would most likely be hung, or worse.
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Post by egyptiandong on Oct 21, 2009 13:31:22 GMT -5
Sure enough moments later I was spotted by a couple gaurds. I could have dispatched them easily, but I didnt want to raise any suspicion, not to mention I saw this as a bit of an opportunity. I could possibly get to talk directly to a general if I played my cards right and it would surely be easy enough to escape with the two of us. Hopefully anyway.
The guards escorted us through the town to the jail. When confronted by the warden I acted scared to be there. I promised to give information on a possible rebellion if I was allowed to speak with a higher ranking military official such as a general, hell even a low level priest would suffice. The tall broad man burly man looked like a lumberjack of the other plane, though that sort of work was for women here. He seemed to be a smart enough fellow and his ears definitely pricked at the word "rebellion". He left without saying a word and returned with a set of keys soon there after. "OK. You can go. Go back to your Rebels tell them that the policing guards, jail guards, and the warden are all at their aid if they seriously attack." I stood bewildered for a moment as he unlocked my cell. I quickly told him I actually wanted speak to a general. I informed him I was actually the man instigating this rebellion. He was a fast learner. He understood that I needed aid. "The lower level Generals are getting tired of Rob. Unfortunately though the ones with more power are arse fucking him every night so they dont mind him." I asked him if the lower level generals outnumberd the higher ones. "Yes I spose they do. I can get ye in touch with the one most likely to trade and get the rest to help you. Hes got sway."
The warden leaves again. This time he doesnt return right away. Me and the girl sleep that night. The next morning the warden came back in followed by a man even taller than himself. The man is fully dressed in fucian armor. His head and face are covered in dreadlocked hair. I explained my situation to him. "You are the king of old? The priests have been speaking of this moment for as long as I can remember. Even though Rob Kills them every time he hears of it. Do not leave here just yet. I will go talk to my men and fellow generals. I will be back with hopefully more help for you."
He left and we slept again. Just slept like the night before.
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Post by egyptiandong on Oct 21, 2009 13:48:26 GMT -5
The next day we just talked her and I. It was the first time we just talked. About our ideas about fears, hopes, childhoods everything and anything. I found myself actually falling in love. I was actually happy. I could not believe it but Ingas prediction was coming true. I did enjoy her company and that night, in the privacy of a jail cell alone, we did not sleep.
The men came back that morning with good news. Everyone was on our side. The priests, warriors, everyone, but the top 5 Generals and Rob himself.
I left with High hopes. When I got back to where the army was waiting There were thousands of summoned crocs, and Jew flying crocs, and Jew Velociraptors. I was pleased though it was unnecessary. I took the men to Fuc. We surrounded the city. And I just walked in through the front gates in my glorious, Though aging, Fucian armor and carrying my axe. I walk up to the palaceright in through the front door getting salutes and cheers from everyone I pass. Then I come to a door that is locked. "Let me in Rob!" I yell.
I hear muffled scurrying behind the door. Excited shouts and blames can also be heard. "Come out! If I have to force my way in you will all die. I promise a fare fight between Rob and I if you come out now!"
The scuffling stops. Then the doors open. The Generals walk out with their hands up high. They are taken by the Fucian Warriors who were once thought to guard them.
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Post by Viking Dong on Oct 21, 2009 14:06:16 GMT -5
Holy shit lad, epick!!!!!!
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Post by egyptiandong on Oct 21, 2009 14:14:38 GMT -5
I laugh when I see Rob. His bewildered face. This hopeless situation. Even if he beats me 4 armies will be on top of him. He will die today and he knows it and it scares the hell out of him. He standing there sword at the ready wearing his armor and crown and cape. Fucking fag. I laugh again as I throw down my axe. I wont need it. I pull off my helmet and bit by bit all my armor. I stand there scarred from battles over the years my rolling muscles perfectly sculpted my huge Egyptian ego hanging low between my legs. And I laugh again. He just stand s there and stares. Mostly at the large piece of meat dangling almost to my knees. I Walk over and pluck the sword from his surprised hand and throw it aside. He begins to regain consciousness, the shock of my sexiness wearing off. He tries to back away scared. I tower over him and punch him square in the Jaw and laugh again. I pick him up by the hair and then grab him around the neck and pull. His head pops off spurting blood everywhere from his Jugular vein and Carotid Artery. I laugh as I bathe in his blood drench myself in it and laugh. I squeeze whats left of the blood out of the veins surrounding his skull into my open mouth and drink from my enemy. I then rip off his bottom jaw and drink the blood and fluid from around his brain which is draining out of the hole at the base of the skull.
I then turn to my men standing outside and raise the bloody head high and scream a victory cry of war. And I am a Warrior King of Fuc. I am even more than that. Naked scarred covered in blood. i am the essence of Fuc itself. Violent, strong, sexy. I am King.
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Post by Viking Dong on Oct 21, 2009 14:16:04 GMT -5
*Huge roar of applause*
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Post by egyptiandong on Oct 21, 2009 14:26:14 GMT -5
Thank you.
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Post by egyptiandong on Oct 21, 2009 14:26:40 GMT -5
Now continue with Boone of the River!!!
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Post by Viking Dong on Oct 21, 2009 14:27:22 GMT -5
lol ok ok
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Post by Conan Dong on Oct 21, 2009 20:26:54 GMT -5
*poops*
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Post by egyptiandong on Oct 26, 2009 11:05:44 GMT -5
Its not really my story or idea or anything but the Post-apocalyptic thriller starts around page 35 of FTG.
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