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{It's not human, that much is obvious. In fact, it's almost cute. It's all white, wearing a classy top hat and has a long, curved nose-bill thing. No one is really sure what it is. However, this thing that has arrived on the Plane, though it may not appear so, is pure horror.}

You know, this place reminds me of a time in the 12th century, which, coincidentally, coincides with my legend.

So let me tell you of it.

{It stands primly with its cane}

My legend begins in the 12th century. It is a sad tale. {Tear}

But I should hope that you like to hear it!

{It begins thoughtfully, as if the thing is looking into the distance as he tells his tale with a dramatic tone}

For once, I met a girl, and this girl was beautiful. We have four children together. We went to the baseball stadium last week. You see, that is this picture. {Out of nowhere, comes a photograph of a woman from the head down and three identical copies of this odd thing}

But while watching this game, I had a thought. A nostalgic thought of times past when I was a part of a street gang. Those were rough times, but then I met a girl. A beautiful girl. She said to me, "Excalibur, please...don't forget that I love you".

As we stood upon a cliff overlooking the city lights, "Cassie," I said....

"Let me tell you of my legend."

{It's like a dance move as the thing stands on a toe with its arms spread wide, its cane still in hand}

"It begins in the 12th century."

{Then back to standing primly, with a solemn tone}

And that is why there must always be a dehumidifier in my room.

Comments

[didorothy]

[staring in shocked pain]

You--you--

You just--

[SHOCKED AND PAINED]

[pimp-my-legend.livejournal.com]

{Just walks over and picks up the cane}

[didorothy]

[when the shock wears off, he lunges for the cane so that he can break it again]

[pimp-my-legend.livejournal.com]

..................................

[pimp-my-legend.livejournal.com]

{Wait, here comes another one}

[pimp-my-legend.livejournal.com]

{Twirling cane #3}

You have forgotten the rules, Watson.

[didorothy]

How do you keep doing that? And no, don't tell me that it's elementary!

[pimp-my-legend.livejournal.com]

...

[pimp-my-legend.livejournal.com]

{It starts walking away}

[pimp-my-legend.livejournal.com]

{THEN SUDDENLY TURNS, pointing its cane at Sam}

[pimp-my-legend.livejournal.com]

Then let me ask you!

[pimp-my-legend.livejournal.com]

Do you know anything about my hat?

[didorothy]

Does it have hammer space?

[pimp-my-legend.livejournal.com]

I'm asking you if you know anything about my hat.

[didorothy]

[folds his arms, looking Unamused]

No, I don't.

[pimp-my-legend.livejournal.com]

Fool!

[pimp-my-legend.livejournal.com]

It looks like I'll have to teach you.

[pimp-my-legend.livejournal.com]

The longer the cooks hat, the more important the cook is!

[didorothy]

You're a sword, not a cook.

[pimp-my-legend.livejournal.com]

[pimp-my-legend.livejournal.com]

Who ever said I was a cook?

[didorothy]

[now is wondering how to shut it up]

[pimp-my-legend.livejournal.com]

{Sets cane on shoulder}

[pimp-my-legend.livejournal.com]

...This is why I can't stand country bumpkins.

[didorothy]

...I'm from the city.