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I am the mighty Eagle of the hidden temple! None have ever seen my face as I wear a scary mask and yell at children as they pass to purchase groceries.

"Run away children, for I am scary" I do shout. So loudly I shout.

Today I am smiting wild boar with my smiting bow, so they shall feel smitten and I shall have boar meat to throw at the passing children.


Who shall help me on my quest?

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I jump out of a nearby bucket of water to assist you. For I am Leviathan, champion of all things moist! Due to my past as a fisherman in toxic infested waters I am now part jellyfish, part man, part penguin.



Using my jellyfish like limbs I beat the boar with a golf club!

"We shall collect plenty of boar meat my friend"

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PiSsEdSiLeNtBoB shall stabath the boars in the spleen, or the eye.

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Twillÿ, the crafty rogue that he is, examines the man smiting the boars from afar.. tempted to go talk to the smiter, Twillÿ held back. Waited.

The person seemed harmless enough, as the boars were really not being affected by the smiting. Twillÿ leapt through the treetops, anticipating the exact moment to approach the man...*crack*...a branch broke underneath the rogue, his footing was not as pristine as he had thought.

*THUMP*

...the rogue lands a few feet away from the smiting man. "Hello there!", he said with a smirk, "Looks like you could use some help". Twillÿ shakes off the leaves clinging to his hair, awaiting a reply.

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Welcome my large tree hopping friend.

"He must be a crafty fellow" I thought reading his name tag stating that he indeed was a crafty fellow.

"My name is Eagle of the hidden temple, who be you good sir? Care to join our endeavour to collect boar meat?"

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Shanaenae appeared from the shadows that actually were not there, and so she was quite obvious as she appeared. She opened her mouth, and with a loud drawl, exclaimed,

"What's ya'll up to? Are we's a-huntin'?" Really she had just invited herself.

She carried a long, scary looking spear.

"Can I join you guyses?"

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Twillÿ looked awkwardly at the strange sounding person in front of him.

"I suppose it couldn't hurt", he replied with a bit of a rogue-ish grin. "I hear if we collect enough meat, a maiden in a town over the mountain will prepare a wonderful feast with it!", he exclaimed.

The rogue thought for a second.."What was her name?"

"Oh, right!" smiled the rogue, "Cerulaine. We must take the boar meat to the damsel named Cerulaine, for she makes the best meat-between-bread concoctions.. or so I hear".

Twillÿ then notched his bow and shot a nearby boar.. "Shall we?"

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Renku of the Pandas popped out of the bushes along with her little panda buddy.

"You peeps look fun. Can we join?!" She asked grabbing the little panda and picking it up. She carried a short sword on her hip.

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Shanaenae clapped gleefully, and then looked at her spear uneasily. "Uh, am I expected to kill a boar by my ownsome?" She hefted the shaft as though to test its weight, before looking up at Ren.

"Well hi there little mama, I don't think they'd mind any bit!"

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When he hears the mention of Cerulaine, he turns to Twillÿ and asks:

"Cerulaine? You mean the legendary sammich-maker, Cerulaine? Oh my, she will feed the masses!"

He then presents to Twillÿ the boar he smashed with his golf club.

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As the adventures pressed on to the residence of Cerulaine, The Tower of Agleeandexternornot, a small Goblin approached them, looking to make a deal.

The Goblin revealed to be named Jubilee, and after being promised a fair chunk of change, decided to join the group on their quest.

Needless to say, the adventurers stopped at the nearest bank.

Mischievous Jubilee is mischievous.

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Mahay of the highest order of Marmalade is stood on path. he is imposing character with no seeable araments

searching the travelers mind he asks question of magnitude "Have you known to what tower Cerulaine be layeth?"

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And lo! But whilst all these brave warriors and warriorettes were bravely smiting boar and robbing bank, did then the wandering witch Moonhawk possess the Hidden Temple, and name himself new Mage thereof. He then speed-dialed Ceru's Deli to order a boar-on-rye...

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Jubilee thence snappedeth his fingers and transfigured the group of noble adventurers into donkies.

As the group brayed their discontent with their new forms, Jubilee proceeded to take the gold out of each of their satchels, and fled to the west, heading for the port city of Dizkoztik.

Being the wealthiest city in the Kingdom of Pohkurfayce, Jubilee was all but tempted to acquire as much gold as possible.

Jubilee disguised himself as a hooded merchant, hiding his true form as a little monster, and made his way into the Castle.

Queen Gaga'thra's Crown Jewels were in sight...

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Jessi the total nut stood in the road, she exlames with a rather odd accent. " 'Owdy there! The name be Jessi! What a lovely bunch of Asses... Though I t'ink you may be cursed! We must Travel to a Castle where a Wonderful Witch may be able to help you..."
She started to walk up the road with a skip and a jump, then looking back at the group of Donkies she waves her hand.

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The donkies, thankful they werent transform into ponies, starts on the path following the Total nut. lo on the road the party happens on a large mirror, which reflects Jessi as her true form: a evil and donkie-eating witch who wanted only to take the donkies to her swampy hideout to eat them.

At the revelation the donkies encircle and charge at this Jessi, but at last second large flash flashes and blinds them to allows for evil Jessis escape.

The donkies are left dazed on the path.

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then suddenly grim of the underworld yes death himself appeared before the travelers and thus he said
"so I hear your going to get some sammiches, might I join you?"

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Jessi watches from the sidelines upset that her evil plan was foiled... The donkies could be an exelent feast, but the Sammaches they could get would be even tastier ... She waves from her hiding place... "Didn' mean to try an' eat you guys... All I need is Food... Im so Hungry, a little monster stole mah money and ran off.... Can I join you guys? Pweaaaaaase."

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Fearing donkey manure all over the pristine stairs of the Hidden Temple, Mage Moonhawk hides it somewhat more and better, realizing only afterwards that this might confuse the delivery boy. Oh, well, gotta walk to the Sammich Shoppe...

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Eagle of the hidden temple waves his arms in a flailing motion. He opens his bag of suplies and a small duck climbs out.

"We shall ride this duck to collect our feast!"

As everyone climbed onto the small duck, they set off.

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Then suddenly out of the blue a space marine follows the cute ducky "Hey im hungry could I tag along?? I dont have any weapons but I can be the bait for the boar. Call me Rhetorical!!!............Also can I pet the duck???" :o

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Jessi sits on the ducky, stroking the feathers... She starts to sing happily... Row Row Fight Da Powah!

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Renku decided to sit on her little panda who was sitting on Shanaenae who was sitting on the duck. :D

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But somewhere in America!
A evil Pikachu is trying to take Over The WORLD!
by sending out robotic pokeballs and giving out free cheesecake, he has successfully capture almost half the human population.
Can he be stop? Who will save us! We Need a Hero!

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the camera cuts to a young man sitting in his room. the young man looks up.

"..........no. i ALREADY have to deal with enough stuff without the world being in trouble.... get that other guy to do it"

the young man goes back to clicking repeatedly at his computer currently turned off.

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The camrea cuts to Jessi sat on the Ducky, still happily singing... She looks at the camrea and stops singing, she shakes her head.
"Do I look like a guy? Anyways am 'ungry and need a sammich, I will not save the world while am 'ungry."

She goes back to stroking the Ducky and singing while the group gets ever closer to Ceru's sammich shop.

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Meanwhile a dark figure lurks in the dark shadows of darkness darkly, his dark robes blowing ominously in the dark wind. Shifting his weight, he reveals a set of wings, one angelic and the other demonic, except not really because he's still in the shadows.

WATCHING.

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Moonhawk finally catches up to the duck and once-donkeys, which make a nice change of pace from the horses' arses he's used to...these are the perfect dinner companions! Let them have the salad bar (or even the grass in the yard if'n they still gots the donkey munchies) while he gets even MORE yummy pig!!! And ice cream. Yeah, some good, old-fashioned Pikachu&cheesecake flavored ice cream would go great with sammich...

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Jessi laughs at the new person and waves. The companions get close enough to see the sammich shop.
"Am so 'ungry I could eat the boar to myself!"
She jumps off of the Ducky and runs over to the Shadowy figure.
"Do you want something to eat too?"
Jessi pokes the figure in the upper forearm before cocking her head to the side waiting for the answer.

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The dark figure stares at the encroaching individual, flaring his awesometastical wings out in irritation at the prodding. "How should I know if I want something to eat or not?" he responded harshly, his dual sharingan and rinnengan eyes glaring angrily.

"I HAVE AMNESIA!"

With that he went back to brooding silently, even though that would accomplish absolutely nothing in the context of the situation. Because he's too cool to interact like a normal human being. Yeah.

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Jessi laughs... "You 'ave wings! They are so kawaii!... As for wanting something to eat, does your tummie 'ave the rumblies?"
She prods him again to watch the wings... You aint getting rid of the nutter that easily...

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For a brief moment he understood Japanese and wanted to punt the intruder for daring to call his magnificent wings cute. But then he remembered he had amnesia and acted like he didn't understand. As for her prodding, while his wings twitched slightly at the nuisance not much else happened.

"My tummy does NOT rumble!" he growled, only for his tummy to then immediately rumble of course. "It hungers... for vengeance..." he murmured, embarrassed by his body's betrayal. Curse this amnesia for making a total bad ♫♫♫ like him susceptible like this!

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*Gives the dark figure a burger with spicy peppers* Here you go this will quell your hunger I call this burger "Vengeance"!! *Meanwhile the shifty space marine tries to steals his wings so he can fly*

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Wangs?! Moonhawk smiles a spell and pulls from thin air a bottle of hot sauce in one hand and a bottle of beer in the other...

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The ominous figure eats the burger in one bite, the burger's tasty barbecue sauce mixing with the peppers to give it a nice, mild tang. "MINE!" he barks, jumping fifty million feet into the air before returning to his previous position, his wings folded behind him defensively.

He wondered vaguely at the new person there and his obsession with wangs. "Sorry, but I don't swing that way." he responded to the non spoken word, as amnesia means he can see what you're typing, spoken or not!