was King Bodhi... he sat at his Q shaped table.....eating and merrymaking with his
knights.....there was much Ministry blaring and luscious WadAsian hot wings
for all!!!
A runner came in panting...."Me lord....news from the western coast of
WadAsia....pant..pant...."..."Well" roared the King "Out with it!!!!"
"Me lord....The western lands of WadAsia have been overrun!!!!!A rebel horde
from the Savage Lands (considered the slums of WadAsia...and the site of the
WadAsian landfill...where old King Kev booties and pink jammies are placed
when they become too stanky to be worn any longer..)...have overrun the
castle of Kev Lord of Destruction!!!!!!!"
"IMPOSSIBLE" roared the king "Kev is my Master Knightsman..he is a legend in
WadAsia!!! How could he lose to this rebel mob?!?!?!?!?!"
"Me lord" whispered the runner "Kev's castle has been underwater until
recently and without power....Our engineers installed a nuclear reactor and
state of the art pumps to keep the savage floods of El Nino at bay...but to
no avail...the coming of this rebel horde was the fourth horseman of the
apocolypse.....they have had floods.....famine....pestilence...and now this
rebel mob!!!"
"We believe the lead lined wetsuit Kev Lord of Destruction had to wear under
his armor may have chafed his bottom rosy and he lost his warrior skillz"
said the messenger....
The king looked troubled......He reached under his robe and pressed the
button on a small box.....deep in the bowels of the castle a beeper went
off.....
Deep under the Wadasian castle....in a place populated only by rats and creepy
crawly things...deep below the immense boilers......where the temperatures
would make the devil himself break a sweat.....a muscle packed man was
practicing his punching techniques on a sold concrete block hanging from a
hook.....With a might punch the concrete exploded into a thousands
pieces....."Dammit....thats the third time this week" sighed the warrior.
At 5'6 and 175 pounds was this rippling killing machine.......This was where
he did his daily workout.....he lifted immense boulders and solid iron
anvils...he ran constant laps around this hell hole...and he practiced...he
practiced the only thing he ever knew....he practiced.....combat....he was
proficient in all forms of hand to hand combat...but his favorite was a
complex form of Thai Kick Boxing and Graeco-Roman wrestling....his specialty
was snapping the necks of his enemies..........
At the sound of the beeper......this warrior...born of iron and
steel...forged in hell and brimstone knew what it meant.....as the King's
enforcer, most Wadasian's did not know he even existed...he was in charge of
all the king's dirty little "black ops"...those dirty deeds which are oh so
necessary in a complex society such as WadAsia...he did all the
assasinations....strong arming.....and mysterious
disappearances.......anything the king did not want tarnishing his sparkling
reputation as a leader of and one with the people.
He dressed himeslf and made his way to the King's Chamber....quite a long
way actually......The door to the chamber opened and all music and talking
in the chamber came to an immediate stop......whispers began as this killing
machine strode to the side of his king...his solid black uniform with the
huge rip in the side from the misplaced axe swing of his last victim and the
scars from long forgotten battles made an awe imspiring site...most had
heard whispers in the dark about this enforcer.......The king bent over and
whispered to the enforcer.....and without a sound he was gone......
After the enforcer left Sir Jeffulot asked the King...."Me lord....who was
that dark menace?????".....the king replied...."Why that was my special
warrior.....I call him...Henry....." A hush fell over the room as all
present hoped they would never encounter this monster in a dark alley.....
Days later.....
The king and his loyal knights were enjoying another evenings
merrymaking...it was a special concert put on by the official minstrals of
WadAsia.....known as Ministry......the door to the chamber slammed open as
the walking nightmare Henry walked in...and he was dragging a large squirming
burlap sack....
"Bring him to me" bellowed the king.....with a flick of his wrist Henry the
enforcer withdrew a wicked blade and slit the burlab bag from end to
end...and out rolled....................Direwolf.....lord of the savage
lands!!!!!!!
"Stand him up!!" the king roared...with a none too gentle yank Direwolf was
pulled to his feet by Henry the enforcer.....
"Direwolf you maggot....How dare you tarnish the reputation of my finest
knightsman!!!! How dare you bring dishonor to WadAsia!!!!!!!!!You rebel horde
has been raping and pilaging their way across WadAsia...and it is time for
me to put a stop to it!!!!!!" said the king....
"I challenge you...Direwolf...to a battle to avenge my friend Kev, Lord of
Destruction.....the date will be next Tuesday night at the appointed
challenge time of 10:00 pm...and the level will be one of my choosing...and
I choose Q2DM1.....I am disgusted with the cowardly performances I have seen
of you and others on the old challenge level of Fact3...there is far too
much girl scout camping going on in this level...those of you guilty of this
heinous crime know who you are.....therfore Q2DM1 will become the new
official challenge level....and there will be no BFG....thus sayeth the King!!!!
With this the King biatch slapped Direwolf and growled "Take him
away.....strip him naked and leave him outside the Castle gates for his long
trip back to his savage lands!!!"
~ Property of the WadAsian High Council
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