Como nasce um viciado
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Lex: Uhg! Me want to play RPG! Where it is the players!?!?!!
Gude: I am here. Thy will is shared by the Thirteen Elven Gods of the Zenith.
Gude: I live.
Lex: Wow.
Lex: I'm just a strong fighter cannot count more than 10...
Gude: Of course. The foes all go dead before you reach this number.
Lex: You speak hard...
Lex: ... but I knock hard.
Lex: We're equals!
Gude: Indeed.
Lex: Me love being barbarian!
Lex: You're god?
Gude: No. But even the wisest elder can do the slightest blow of air without the will of the Master God, Cuia.
Gude: He controls us all. We are at his mercy.
Lex: Cuia, the Sucrilhos Recipient.
Gude: Precisely. The Promised Land of the Banned Corn Flakes.
Gude: They were banned from the Corn Flakes Box realm.
Lex: They fought against the attack of the Evil Milky Dudes!
Gude: These guys are strong enemies. We shall not give up! We have to call for aid!
Lex: From whom?
Gude: O Mighty White Sugar! Come to our help!
Gude: (And then a sudden snow falls from the sky)
Gude: It's now or never my allies! Chaaaaaaaaaaarge!
Lex: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Lex: uuuiiuiuooaaaauiauaauaaaaiaaaoaaoa (soundtrack)
Gude: But...
Gude: ... an unexpected enemy raises from behind the table.
Lex: The spoon?
Gude: Right on the spot, my little friend!
Lex: But there is no spoon!
Gude: "There is no spoon! There is no spoon!" chant the corn flakes army in unison.
Lex: WRREEEEEECCCCKKK!!!!!
Lex: Claim the angry unexistent!
Gude: Terrified, the Evil Milky Dudes call "Retreaaaaaat! Retreaaaaaaaat!"
Gude: But it was too late, for the corn flakes have taken all of Cuia's territory, and have spreaded their tasty traces all over it.
Lex: And people got addicted to it, needing more and more of that white dust.
Gude: They built a temple for Mighty White Sugar God, as his aid was of great importance.
Lex: But there was no more, their creators were expelled from the Cuia's land.
Gude: And they all live together in peace, addicted to the sugar rain.
Lex: Chuif, chuif... I love happy endings...
Gude: Yes... But now, we shall claim Cuia to the battle!
Gude: We need to get to the Hohoc An Tada lands, so we can spread our message!
Lex: The God? Himself? On a battle? Has your helm been broken down lately?
Gude: No, but we need to pray for him so we can have more wars, because we, corn flakes, cannot sniff this white stuff forever, you know.
Lex: Cannot? SURE we can!
Lex: Are you intending to kill this little delicious beloved white soft dust?
Gude: Not kill. But we need to spend our time in other things. Like battling, for example.
Lex: Thou want to taste my spear?
Gude: No, thank you. Really.
Lex: White dust is all, all that matter is white dust...
Lex: White dust...
Lex: White dust...
Candian: Good gods, man, you need some treatment.
Lex: I feel happy within the dust...
Lex: You don't like the dust...
Lex: ... I DONT LIKE YOU!
Lex: You want to take out our precious dust...
Lex: ... my precious...
Lex: Uhg! Me want to play RPG! Where it is the players!?!?!!
Gude: I am here. Thy will is shared by the Thirteen Elven Gods of the Zenith.
Gude: I live.
Lex: Wow.
Lex: I'm just a strong fighter cannot count more than 10...
Gude: Of course. The foes all go dead before you reach this number.
Lex: You speak hard...
Lex: ... but I knock hard.
Lex: We're equals!
Gude: Indeed.
Lex: Me love being barbarian!
Lex: You're god?
Gude: No. But even the wisest elder can do the slightest blow of air without the will of the Master God, Cuia.
Gude: He controls us all. We are at his mercy.
Lex: Cuia, the Sucrilhos Recipient.
Gude: Precisely. The Promised Land of the Banned Corn Flakes.
Gude: They were banned from the Corn Flakes Box realm.
Lex: They fought against the attack of the Evil Milky Dudes!
Gude: These guys are strong enemies. We shall not give up! We have to call for aid!
Lex: From whom?
Gude: O Mighty White Sugar! Come to our help!
Gude: (And then a sudden snow falls from the sky)
Gude: It's now or never my allies! Chaaaaaaaaaaarge!
Lex: OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Lex: uuuiiuiuooaaaauiauaauaaaaiaaaoaaoa (soundtrack)
Gude: But...
Gude: ... an unexpected enemy raises from behind the table.
Lex: The spoon?
Gude: Right on the spot, my little friend!
Lex: But there is no spoon!
Gude: "There is no spoon! There is no spoon!" chant the corn flakes army in unison.
Lex: WRREEEEEECCCCKKK!!!!!
Lex: Claim the angry unexistent!
Gude: Terrified, the Evil Milky Dudes call "Retreaaaaaat! Retreaaaaaaaat!"
Gude: But it was too late, for the corn flakes have taken all of Cuia's territory, and have spreaded their tasty traces all over it.
Lex: And people got addicted to it, needing more and more of that white dust.
Gude: They built a temple for Mighty White Sugar God, as his aid was of great importance.
Lex: But there was no more, their creators were expelled from the Cuia's land.
Gude: And they all live together in peace, addicted to the sugar rain.
Lex: Chuif, chuif... I love happy endings...
Gude: Yes... But now, we shall claim Cuia to the battle!
Gude: We need to get to the Hohoc An Tada lands, so we can spread our message!
Lex: The God? Himself? On a battle? Has your helm been broken down lately?
Gude: No, but we need to pray for him so we can have more wars, because we, corn flakes, cannot sniff this white stuff forever, you know.
Lex: Cannot? SURE we can!
Lex: Are you intending to kill this little delicious beloved white soft dust?
Gude: Not kill. But we need to spend our time in other things. Like battling, for example.
Lex: Thou want to taste my spear?
Gude: No, thank you. Really.
Lex: White dust is all, all that matter is white dust...
Lex: White dust...
Lex: White dust...
Candian: Good gods, man, you need some treatment.
Lex: I feel happy within the dust...
Lex: You don't like the dust...
Lex: ... I DONT LIKE YOU!
Lex: You want to take out our precious dust...
Lex: ... my precious...
7 Comments:
Last words you have from the most holy God:
"Smite infidels!"
I am not an infidel. I pray everyday to the White Sugar God so he can send a message warning us of a battle. I check my inbox everyday and it's always empty.
But I do believe the God is preparing the most timed moment for a battle.
I shall not give up, you sgvomfpz!
White Sugar!
White Sugar!
White Sugar!
White Sugar!
We love white sugar, isnt?
We need no fight, no jyamjxd, little Gude Ball... We have white sugar!
Tremble, mortals. For I am the most holy god of godly holiness, and of nonsense, and of xklxhg!
You`re nights of Hohoc An Tada lands, whose god is a Sucrilho`s Recipient... and a minstrel from hell.
I love you all, you know that...
Caixa de sucrilhos - R$ 5,00
Caixa de leite - R$ 1,70
Se divertir vendo o Pedro comer sucrilhos no café da manhã só por causa de um post no Hoho - não tem preço.
medo, muito medo...
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