was a clear dark night in WadAsia... The stars glistened, and the full moon
shone across the land giving it a warm blue of a calm and brisk night...
Tiny ripples caused by the alligators sparkled in the moat, and all was calm
in the castle...
King Kev, Lord of Destruction lay peacefully in his chamber, hands on chest,
night cap upon his head, and a serene grin across his cute little sleeping
face, all was good... as far as he knew.
The cool February wind blew gently into his chamber window, his drapes
danced quietly in the breeze, and no other sounds were heard from the darkness.
Alas, a faint but steady rumble began, as if thunder were rolling in from
the east... It stayed quiet at first, and remained continuous only to gain
the attention of the townsfolk and the King Kev. The thunder became a bit
louder, whenst all at once it stopped! Twas only a matter of seconds before
a blast of noise and wind exploded into the town, sending all into chaos,
and madness into the heart of the King. Wagons blew straight up into the
air... Chickens reached heights of up to fifty feet... Laymen were thrown to
the moat by the forces of sand, and wind, as the roar of the blast
continued! Some buildings collapsed, some exploded... 'Twas the most
chaotic event in WadAsian history...
At the peak of the mayhem, it stopped... almost as instantly as it had
begun, it stopped.
As the dust and wind began to die down, a single armored knight became
visible... He stood at the center of the courtyard before the King's
chamber... Oh what a sight he was... his silver armor seemed to glow into
the night and light up the faces of those who just so happened to be
alive... A single black feather stood upon his helmet, tall proud and
true... Just as legends had spoke of, the evil Knight had returned to claim
All was calm, and the Knight awaited the King to approach his chamber window...
The evil knight's words seemed to be preceded with wind and followed by
thunder... "...kkkkkKKKKKeeevvvvv!!!!..." the thunder crashed....
"....iiiiIIIIII have commmmmmeeee for theeee!"
The King Kev was busy putting on his armor while still leaving on his
jammies. Alas he did make it down to the courtyard, shaking, sleepy eyed,
and wearing his damned King Kev slippers... What an embarrassment... He had
forgotten to remove his childish slippers...
Nevertheless, Sir Jeffulot the Mighty had come for a reason, and he was
about to show the King what that was. "Please resist" said Sir Jeffulot...
"I need the practice" he said as he peered at Kev from within his dark helmet...
Quivering and puking, King Kev raised his sword. At that very moment, time
seemed to slow down as the King's ass was beaten in record time... Never
before in WadAsian history has a dethroning happened so very rapidly...
Twas like a tasmanian devil had been thrown on the King, leaving him
groveling upon the dirt begging for mercy.- There was none to give. The
Mighty Sir Jeffulot stood above him lecturing something about heavenly hash
this, England that... no one truly heard the conversation they had...
Though they do remember Sir Jeffulot losing his temper toward the end of it
(the end for Kev that is). Sir Jeffulot let out a roar and picked up Kev,
Lord of Destruction, and threw him 90(ninety) feet into the moat...
Twas a fantastic battle of speed and agility, a relatively invigorating
workout for the health conscious new King.
~ The WadAsian High Council
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