Tuesday, December 21, 2010

...head into the Mishishi swamplands.

     It was a dreary Tuesday. For some reason we were playing dodgeball in p.e. Everyone was getting prepared, while the cheerleaders were in a corner just complaining. Mr. C gave the okay to go, and then the dodgeballs began flying in every direction. I was being a mad ninja following the five d's of dodgeball. When all of a sudden, Amy hit me in the head with the dodgeball. The blast hit me back, and I hit my head on the floor. Everything began fading away and going black.
     Rocks were falling all around, and the cliff Moosey was standing on was about to give way. Moosey could see Cheeko, baby moose, Baby Baby Moose the First, Baby Baby Moose the Second, and Tim at the end of the mountainside, looking in horror as Moosey was experiencing absolute peril. As the cliff collapsed, a purple, vine-like figure wrapped around Moosey's waste. Within seconds Moosey was on the ledge beside Cheeko and the baby moose.
     "Thanks, Vlad," Moosey said as the purple vine twisted and warped into a Zamaraha native. Just like one of the Zamaraha natives we last saw chasing the group out of Zamaraha seven months ago.
     Vladimir Zamzoomby is from the capital city, Yerterder, in the center of Zamaraha. He was once the cook of the king, until he was banished for reasons unknown to the outside world. Of the many things Vlad can do, shape-shifting is his biggest accomplishment. The gang met up with Vlad about two months ago when the Zamaraha tribe was chasing him across the border like they did with Moosey and the gang.
     Now, Vlad is helping them find their way back into Zamaraha territory. They figured, with all the piranhas dead and the tribe no longer after them, it would be easy-peasy. But no, we find them trying to escape falling rocks and Moosey almost dying from free falling off of a cliff.
     After finding their way down the mountain, they came to the entrance of the Mishishi swamplands. Home of the Mish Monster, a deadly four-headed succubus with a thirst for moose blood. The shriek of a dying bonolloy pierced the ears of the group, resulting in Tim peeing himself. As Baby Baby Moose the First turned to run, Cheeko grabbed a hold of him and picked him up. Then, they headed on in to the Mishishi swamplands...

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