Good times!Originally Posted by Muggs
Don't make Zokar mad he gets drunk then people get banned. True story.
It's not as funny as you would imagine
Still worth a telling though^^
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I wants to hear it also
Once upon a time there were two mortals by the name of Zokar and Permaximum. This is a tale, the like of which has never before been seen in the land of IG. You see, Permaximum had grown weary is his age, he had become a bitter man bent on destroying all that was beautiful in the the land of IG. All of the citizens would flee at the mere mention of his name. Oh, Permaximum was quite the villain! Long were the stories of his menacing ways.
Though, the day started just as most others do, today would be a day forever remembered. The lowly citizen of IG, Zokar had finally taken all he could of this evil tyrant and chose the path less taken, he would stand up to the menace Permaximum. To fortify his strength, he went forth to the quaint local pub and downed some of the land's finest liquid courage, for tonight, he was going to WAR!
In the blood soaked battlefield stood the mighty Permaximum and this brave soul Zokar. Here, they would lock eyes knowing full well that this night would be written about in the books for all time. Now, Zokar, even in his righteous drunken stupor knew what had to be done, the battle plans were drawn ages ago. All that remained was to summon the courage to execute them... and so it began.
The two would battle it out, trading blows that would crush mere mortals. Zokar, however, knew something Permaximum did not. With cunning, Zokar poked and prodded Permaximum, never striking in full force. No, he knew Permaximum could never be defeated that way, he had to enrage the beast. It was the only way to defeat such evil, blind him with anger and rage.
Permaximum, now in a furious rage began to fall for the sly trick. With a bellowing roar, the lands shook from his vile tongue lashing about! Zokar had won, but Permaximum could not see this... his rage had blinded himself. With another piercing blast from the demon's mouth, the Gods would stand silent no longer. Zokar had banished Permaximum from this land, and it would begin to heal... or so he thought.
As with all evil, it is never that simple. No, for Permaximum would return, bigger and stronger than before and he would be called Wrath! Writhing about, Wrath continued just as many evils before but the Gods knew this was coming and quickly banished Wrath from IG forever. He had sparked vengeance in the Gods. All would be fine at last. The land of IG was safe and the citizens would hear of this story and celebrate the brave Zokar. Except....
From the depths of hell, he arose again! This time as the Lord of Darkness himself. From the ashes he grew and with a voice that could pierce the very soul of a man, spoke Lord Permaximum: "In 12 hours, your world will end. Run if you will, but nothing can save you now! Not even your GODS!"
What happened next has been lost to the memory of Time itself. Erased from the knowledge of every soul in IG. Except, for one soul... hidden deep within his mind are brief flashes of what happened. A sort of storybook presentation of the bloody war of heaven and hell that descended upon the lands of IG. While Zokar may never be able to fully recount the last battle, he rests to this day in this calm sense of security. He knows that the Gods are watching... will it be enough? Or, will there be the need for more heroes in the time to come... only Fate knows. And so it was... the battle between good and evil. A most pure battle. Evil has been banished forever... or has it?
Last edited by Zokar; 24-04-2012 at 16:30.
See told you it was a good story.
There will always be a war and a need for heroes
sent ya a pm about what actually happened :P
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