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myOtaku.com: Angel of Strife
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Saturday, July 28, 2007
Medieval Quest Act 1: Scene 1
yes, this is me
This is the first part of my parody of the game, "Fire Emblem: Sacred Stones." I'll post the other parts later on. Enjoy! :D
Scene 1
(Enter Priest.)
(Enter Myrmidon.)
(Priest and Myrmidon are walking through a quiet field.)
Priest: So…Myrmidon, where are we going?
Myrmidon: We’re going to find those little brats that stole our money.
Priest: The…little brats that stole our money?
Myrmidon: Yeah, those dirty ones in the rags without shoes. You remember don’t you?
Priest: Oh, those children. Well, they didn’t steal our money. I gave our money to them since they’re not so fortunate, and they can’t buy anything to eat.
(Myrmidon stops, and glares at Priest.)
Myrmidon: …You’re kidding me!
Priest: Nope, the word of the good Lord never speaks insincerely. Now, those children can have something to eat.
Myrmidon: Yeah, but now we don’t have the money so we can eat anything!
Priest: Myrmidon, don’t you see? It was for a good cause.
Myrmidon: Goddamn, I hate you!
(Priest pleasantly chides Myrmidon.)
Priest: Now, you shouldn’t say such things.
(Myrmidon barely misses Priest with his sword as Priest bends over, and plucks out a rose from the ground, and smells it.)
Myrmidon: Damn it…
(Priest stands back up with the rose still in his hand.)
Priest: You see, Myrmidon, the world is full of beautiful things…like this rose.
(Myrmidon angrily slices the rose in half with his sword, and the top-half of the rose falls on the ground.)
(Priest becomes concerned.)
Priest: Hey…is something upsetting you?
(Myrmidon’s eye is twitching.)
Myrmidon: ...I swear to God…that I am going to kill you…
Priest: What?
(Myrmidon clears his throat.)
Myrmidon: Oh…um…nothing. Let’s just get back to those brats—I mean…um…those sweet children…so we can…um…see how they’re doing.
Priest: See, Myrmidon? I knew there’s some good in you.
(Priest and Myrmidon start walking again.)
Myrmidon: …Yeah…there’ll be some good when you’re rotting in a ditch…
Priest: What?
Myrmidon: Oh, I didn’t say anything.
(Priest and Myrmidon enter the town.)
(Myrmidon sees the kids that he was looking for.)
(Myrmidon is pointing in the opposite direction.)
Myrmidon: Hey, Priest, look! It’s…uh…a…crying child!
Priest: Where?
(Priest runs off in the direction of which Myrmidon pointed.)
Priest: Don’t worry; I’m coming…wherever you are!
(Myrmidon walks towards the kids, and stops in front of them.)
Myrmidon: Okay, do you kids remember a priest that came by earlier today, he gave you money, and has a creepy smile?
Kid 1: Do you mean Priest?
Myrmidon: Yes, exactly.
Kid 1: What about him?
Myrmidon: Well, I need the money back. So just give it to me.
Kid 2: No way, Jose! The priest said it’s ours!
(Myrmidon becomes irritated.)
Myrmidon: …Okay…we can do it the easy way, or we can do it the hard way. So just give me the money back.
Kid 3: No! It’s ours!
(Myrmidon sighs with irritation.)
Myrmidon: Fine…we can do it the hard way.
(Exit Kids 1 & 3.)
(Exit Myrmidon.)
(The focus of the scene is on the street.)
(Kid 2 is talking from off-stage.)
Kid 2: What are you doing with that sword?
(Blood splatters on the street.)
(Enter Myrmidon.)
(Myrmidon walks back on the street, and his clothes, sword, and shoes have blood on them. There is also blood in his footsteps.)
(Enter Priest.)
(Myrmidon is counting the money in his hands.)
(Priest sees the blood on Myrmidon.)
Priest: Is that blood on you?
Myrmidon: Um…no…it’s um……don’t worry about it. Let’s just go.
Priest: But what is that red stuff on your clothes?
Myrmidon: Nothing, let’s go.
Priest: But Myrmidon—
Myrmidon: It’s nothing. Let’s just go.
(Priest and Myrmidon walk away from the town, and into the horizon.)
Narrator: And so, our heroes journey on! But little do they know that there is a dark fiend plotting to rule the universe, and enslave the human race as we speak!
(Exit Priest.)
(Exit Myrmidon.)
(End Scene)
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