Hellos. Its ReZ.
Heyyy heyyy. Its Quezzy. Todaeee arrr we havv aa gueestt sppeakkerr~~~
Look we’re done with the twitting…
Hellos my name is LCP Lam.
Today we are continuing our 1 paragraph story. Sorry its quite late it was supposed to be ready like last week but I was quite busy and the rest were daoing once more so…yea. This event will take place later after Zac Ohmsford escapes from the dark knight Drongy and reunites with the rest of his gang. Drongy mounts an assault against them and they try to stop it. Also, noticed that we tried to drag in as many people as we can into the plot =D. Well here we go…
Zac Ohmsford, harnessing the power of the wishsong, sliced apart the nearest dark minions. “Get out la!” he shouts in triumph as these went down, yet they were immediately replaced by more dark minions. “Too many!” He shouted over his shoulder where Banes Ohmsford stood guarding his back. Zac watched as his brother sent a brilliant blue ray to strike at the dark minions over his side, disintegrating them. Yet the same scenario occurred where they were immediately replaced by more. They would be able to hold for awhile, Zac thought. However, the magic would soon wear them down and they will be unfit for battle. That is when they would both fall. He hoped against hope that Fal and Locky Ohmsford, his cousins, as well as Walker Zharlez would destroy the Dark Knight Drongy on time, for when Drongy fell, the essence of dark magic would be gone and all the dark minions would collapse and vanish.
Meanwhile, Locky and Fal Ohmsford, led by Walker Zharlez, rushed on ahead into the midst of the dark minions. Zharlez threw druid fire at the dark minions, clearing a path for them. All of a sudden, there was a rush and they were thrown back. A huge fight grew on and Locky Ohmsford managed to clear those nearest to him. As he looked around, to his horror he realised that he has lost the other two members of his group in the crowd. As he wondered what happened to them, looking around again frantically for the other two, he noticed for the first time the great wave of dark minions that surrounded him. However, terrified as he was, they did not attack. I must be too weak for them to bother, he thought. I might as well lie on the floor and die… holding the Sword of Shannara, he begins to slide the sharp blade against his wrist. Blood spurted out from the wound and he felt the searing pain but pushed on anyway. He looked up at the sky and saw dark clouds forming again. Today was going to be a sad, sad day.*shove* Suddenly he remembered something that the old great ReZ had told him once: Never give up. *shove* He also remembered that old “great” ReZ was shorter than he was. (That’s for stealing my paragraph) *shove, poke, stares* He stood upright once more and holding the Sword of Shannara above his head, he screamed out war cry. “My life inspiration!” He shouted as he charged into the wall of dark minions ahead, remembering that Quezzy was a retard. (HA! Back at ya!)
Drongy smiled at his success. He has managed to separate Locky from the other two by using the infamous Blitzkrieg doctrine. Blitzkrieg was tactic used by German Panzers. They rampage the town, surround it, and leave all the infantry to mop up resistance. Scary and fast. Now that Locky is alone, Drongy orders his CSM to lead his men in a bayonet charge against Locky. *shove* Hold on. Isn’t CSM Chan Si… *shove* No CSM is Company Sergeant Major stupid. *shove* Awww.. I was hoping I could say “For poxie!!!”. *shove* right…
Knowing that they cannot find Locky on time to take out Drongy as well since the dark minions were already swarming, Zharlez and Fal pushed on. All of a sudden they were intercepted by four dark silhouettes. “The DEATH CRUSADERS!!!” Zharlez screamed out in recognition. Fal knew who they were. The death crusaders were the personal guard of Drongy. The four of them, Lenchos, Fants, Choiwas, and Yvonims They were highly skilled and cannot be destroyed easily. Zharlez quickly told Fal to push on as only his weapon can destroy Drongy. He would meanwhile hold the attention of the Death Crusaders. As Fal zoomed off, Zharlez called upon the powers from his hidden sanctuary, Paranor, and sent a powerful burst of druid fire at the nearest death crusader Fants. The attack drained Zharlez of a lot of his strength but Fants was barely scratched. *shove* “How long can I hold on?” He thought. Despair crept into his heart and he thought of burning himself alive rather than letting the Death Crusaders get him. *shove* No. He must not think that way. He was here and he will fight to the end. He will defeat the Death Crusaders. “For Mok, at least.” He thought, remembering the valiant warrior who risked his life to save Zac Ohmsford during his escape from the dark knight Drongy the first time. *shove* “Or maybe for Levia Elessedil waiting at the elven homelands…”
Fal Ohmsford ran past the Death Crusaders as swiftly as he can, knowing he cannot do any damage to them. In front of him, a cloud of floating dollars bills started to materialize and took the form of the dark knight Drongy, “The moment has come” Fal thought. “I’m going to die…”. He thought of giving up but then decided against it as the least he can do is to try even though he knew he would fail… Fear swept over him and a chill ran down his spine. *shove* The chill broke his spine and turned him into spineless creep. *shove* That was simply meant to insult him right? *shove* actually yea *shove* Alright so that did not happen.
As Drongy mov… *shove* Hey lemme have this paragraph please!!! *shove* No *shove* THIS IS MY BLOG.. YOU ARE THE GUEST. *shove* whatever… *shove* Thank you. Now let me continue. Fal Ohmsford, attacks with his PUNS OF SHANNARA!!! *shove* wtp? *shove* Shush. Unlike the Death Crusaders who are inhumor (pun intended), Drongy was not and he fell back as the first wave of pure lameness overwhelmed him. Drongy quickly unsheathed his blade of money but was counted by Fal who showered him further with more puns. “I wondered why the baseball was getting bigger. Then it hit me. I couldn’t remember how to throw a boomerang, but eventually it came back to me.” “Just die you grave-digger!!!” Drongy leapt to his feet again after the assault and screeched at him as he charged forward, striking him with the blade of money. Yet nothing happened to Fal. He looked up and asked “didn’t you know? Grave-diggers never die. They just get buried in their work.” Drongy was pummeled backwards by this powerful crap and took some time before he got back on his feet.
Drongy TRIED to bribe the author of this paragraph to TRY and defeat the Fal and his Puns of er…Shane..WHATEVER! Then again, Fal was mesmerized by all that cash to buy Maple Prepaids…er…so…either way Drongy would have won. So… yea Fal fell (pun intended) and was transmuted into a one dollar coin.
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Wait. Fal can’t lose just like that!!! He has the PUNS of Shannara which are so punerful (pun intended) and they can’t be defeated!!!
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Yes they can (My 100 bucks...)
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No they can’t (You betrayer)
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Yes
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No
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*shoves both away*
Suddenly, Locky Ohmsford charges into the fray wielding the Sword of Shannara. Summoning the magical powers of the sword, the ability to dispel illusion and show only the truth, he strikes Drongy at it and immediately all the defenses Drongy has erected around his heart collapsed as the truth struck him hard. Locky Ohmsford stared at him in the eye, still calling on the magic of the sword and told Drongy the truth that he feared most. “Drongy, you owe me five bucks!!!” “NOOOOOO!!!” Drongy screamed and slowly from head to toe, he began to crumble into dollar notes until he was finally gone and all that was left was the money on the floor. Locky Ohmsford thought “At least I got my money back, and with interest too.”