by Trevlac Fri Mar 13, 2009 11:40 pm
IT SHALL SURELY BE ME. I AM THE GREATEST FAILURE OF ALL TIME
Thought the rock sitting next to Mobius. His beard was the cleanest it had ever been, trimmed and auburn. His hair was like a Greek senator's, and his halberd was summoned from thin air into his hand. With a knowing smile, Mobius Reisengard would battle for the last time-without the help of his converted disciples.
The last time...indeed. He bowed his head and began to chant in a mighty voice.
"On the brink of twilight
by Heaven's holy might
I raise my spear to the sky
to call the power's on high
Take my righteous rage
and my bloodthirst, assuage
When my fingers I snap
I call upon Holy Crap!"
He said the ultimate incantation. It was all over now. Twinklewrists, Ordin, and Mobius himself were all going to be hit like the fist of an angry baseball god.
pray Holy Crap!