Thomas Schreiber (ofneutralchaos) wrote in monte_rpg, @ 2012-02-13 22:58:00 |
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Entry tags: | [event], echo, flauros, narcissus |
In recent times their was a lovely young woman whom enjoyed frolicking about in the mountainous forests. She was beautiful, and adored by everyone in the kingdom. Everyone except for King Neil. Now King Neil was a very lovely man, although rumors persisted that he was truly a woman. That is a story for another day though.
King Neil was a horrible king. He was cruel to his subjects, and had executed many for being ugly. At first nobody complained, but when he had three of the most beautiful models in the world executed, then the people became outraged. They cried out for justice, and for his head. Many attempted to kill him, but the king was quite clever! He could weasel his way out of anything, and even had a number of guards who could and would kill the intruders when given the command.
It seemed that all hope was lost, and in no time at all, all of the people had been executed, their bodies burned to ashes. Everyone that is, except for the beautiful young woman. She had been so entranced by playing with a ball that she had no idea what was going on in the kingdom. She had also befriended a family of magic goat people who took care of her, and fed her. Though she had to tell them that she didn't eat cans, or shirts.
On one particular cold morning, the young woman was washing her hair in the river when she saw a strange looking young lady. She felt so sad, because the young woman was flat chested, had no hips, and she was crying. The young woman slowly waded to the young woman, who happened to be staring at herself in the water.
"Tell me Miss, what is it that troubles you?" she asked.
The other woman sniveled, and said (in a very masculine voice) "I am sorrowed, you see, because I have rid the world of all it's ugliness. I thought it would be wonderful, but now I have nothing to compare my beauty too. I've now only realized that without ugliness, beauty doesn't mean shit. Now I am cursed to find the faults in myself."
The young woman blinked, then coughed, "Oh, umm, I'm so terribly sorry. I hope you get over it soon," she told him.
Suddenly, from out of nowhere, the Duke of Hellington appeared.
"I have come from nowhere to find a date for the Holy Day of Hearts, and I have come to you two for absolutely no plausible reason at all!" he shouted, for he was a duke, and a loud one at that.
Now the Duke looked at the two, but immediately decided on the young woman, for she wasn't crying tears of blood in the river. The two then took off on a motorcycle that he produced from out of nowhere, and they lived happily ever after.
Teh Ned.