((open rp))
"frrrrrrrrrooky!" the goblin yelled.
Twas a mere grumble to the untrained ear but to Kalius twas' an act of a blasphemous nature spawned by an apparent smell from afar, by nature its very self, this was bad news.
"sling yer coin and call me a river what the bloomin eieyly is yer name scrucher?"Grumbled Kalius, twa's this very mood that created this notion of emotion.
"got it in one!..ya sure are a grumbly groomble bizzle shnatz!". As the goblin continued to spew words of sacrafice to his eye cakes, Kalius grew weaker and weaker, eventually falling face first on the ground with exhaution.
SCOOP!!!
Went the cooking spoon as the goblin so finely removed Kalius's left eye so sabastionly.
"Now i shall call ye lefty!"
The goblin laughed and muttered to himself, shortly before urinating on Kalius as he lay helplessly forgotten by his men, the very men that where always rarely, even never there...why, who's to even say they existed in the first cotten picken place?
"YEEEEEEEEEEE HHOOOOAAWWAkakakakaAKAKA!!!"
to be continued....hmm?
Pickle me this.
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