Quest for Glory(or money)

Morgoth

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Mirazi stand outside and inhale the fresh air, the rush spreading through you. I am going to Kanarak tommorow, now I must choose UP TO 20 companions, he thought.
 
OOC: Could you please specify a bit more about this line?

Thanks.
 
OOC:

After the fall of my last thread( also my first, sorry about that one), I decided to create a new thread which is actually a non-sexual parody of anything you want to put in here(for example you could put your mom in here, or a video game character). I am really hoping that this thread will rise out of the ashes, of my first(and stupid) thread. So please post here.
 
The man was pulled out of the office screaming he was innocent. There would be no pity for him, he had dared challenge the order and the system, and he would be punished, he would end in the Dungeon Of Sorrow, for having dared to oppose him. He was in darkness, behind his desk, his glasses showing the glow of the monitor in front of him. He was preparing his latest world domination plan. This time he would take the internet with his last '.NET' scheme. Everyone would work using the net, and he controlled the net.

He laughed evily thinking of tortures his enemies would receive in the D.O.S. He was in a very happy mood, as always when he found somebody using products from the competence and got rid of them.

The secretary came in, a gorgeous drop dead raven beauty. He adjusted his tie and his glasses in a typical nerd reflect action.

"Sir ..." started the secretary.

"No need to call me Sir, my sweet cheese tits, you can call me Gates, Billy Gates." Said him as he stood up. "Here is my last list of bugs to be included in windows 2000. I want them tomorrow. And this is the envelope for the judge..."
 
Dell sat in his office thinking of ways to stop that nerd gates' programs and subsitute them with his own. When his secratary came in, he said," come and sit between Mr. Dell's lap and let him make you happy". When she replied," but Mr. Dell, your married," he simply said," who the hell cares?"

I will own this world he said, laughing to himself... right after I have sex with this woman.
 
Originally posted by Morgoth
OOC:

I decided to create a new thread which is actually a non-sexual parody of anything you want to put in here...

The next thing posted by Morgoth

" come and sit between Mr. Dell's lap and let him make you happy". When she replied," but Mr. Dell, your married," he simply said," who the hell cares?"

I will own this world he said, laughing to himself... right after I have sex with this woman.

Doesn't sound too much like a "non-sexual parody" thread to me yet...more like something for the SRP forum again Morgie...I hope it gets better...

Havoc
 
By non-sexual, I meant no details. That's abot as detailed as it gets.
 
Cool...sorry for the interuption...I'll repost the first three story related posts below this one so the story can continue smoothly.

Havoc :cool:

[Edited by Havocman on 07-23-2000 at 02:06 AM]
 
Originally Posted by Morgoth

Mirazi stand outside and inhale the fresh air, the rush spreading through you. I am going to Kanarak tommorow, now I must choose UP TO 20 companions, he thought.
 
Originally Posted by Sith

The man was pulled out of the office screaming he was innocent. There would be no pity for him, he had dared challenge the order and the system, and he would be punished, he would end in the Dungeon Of Sorrow, for having dared to oppose him. He was in darkness, behind his desk, his glasses showing the glow of the monitor in front of him. He was preparing his latest world domination plan. This time he would take the internet with his last '.NET' scheme. Everyone would work using the net, and he controlled the net.

He laughed evily thinking of tortures his enemies would receive in the D.O.S. He was in a very happy mood, as always when he found somebody using products from the competence and got rid of them.

The secretary came in, a gorgeous drop dead raven beauty. He adjusted his tie and his glasses in a typical nerd reflect action.

"Sir ..." started the secretary.

"No need to call me Sir, my sweet cheese tits, you can call me Gates, Billy Gates." Said him as he stood up. "Here is my last list of bugs to be included in windows 2000. I want them tomorrow. And this is the envelope for the judge..."
 
Originally Posted by Morgoth

Dell sat in his office thinking of ways to stop that nerd gates' programs and subsitute them with his own. When his secratary came in, he said," come and sit between Mr. Dell's lap and let him make you happy". When she replied," but Mr. Dell, your married," he simply said," who the hell cares?"

I will own this world he said, laughing to himself... right after I have sex with this woman.
 
Thanks Havocman,

Meanwhile back at the village, Mirazi had already told the mayor about the quest, and the mayor would post the advertisement tommorow. "Probably won't be any one who wants to help on a quest anymore", he thank aloud in his room. Ever since the dawn of the second dark age times just hadn't been the same. For example, the poor had to live like medieval peasants while the rich lived like 21st century kings. But he would soon put a stop to this. Or die trying.
 
"... and something more, my spies tell me there is an expedition going to Karnak. Have them wear the microsoft logo. We'll sponsor them! And then..."

"You mean Kanarak, Sir... Billy Gates. Karnak is a town in a horror novel by..." said the secretary.

"Wherever..." cut her Gates.

[Edited by Sith on 07-23-2000 at 01:31 PM]
 
"Sly guy, Gates, sponsoring that quest, wonder what it's all about?" Dell thought to himself.
 
meenwhile!!!
in a secret underground base lived the "Viva La resistance"
faction. it was headed by a man of great intellegence who had been beaten unfairly by the competition. his name?
I.B.M , no one knew his real name they just called him IBM
his partner, Mr.Gateway sat in a secret meeting with all of the other factions leaders. they included, The British Masterminds, the Unix Technos, The Clean Compaq's, the Aisan Nintendos and other small ones that had silly names
IBM spoke
"my dear faction leaders, the time has come to overthrow our greatest nemesies Billy Gates!" they all cheered in approval
"in order to do so we must get near him in order to assassaniate him! remember we have the Big Clip that was blessed by our founder, Stevie Jobs who is now imprisoned in the DOS. our mission, should we choose to undetake it.
1. Free our founder stevie jobs
2. Steal the Secret of microsofts success
3. Eliminate the Nortan Anti-Evil leader
4. Assassaniate Billy Gates
5. and finally suck all of microsofts funds into our accounts for fair distribution.

there was a vote and only the small factions voted against this course of action. the way to do it was decided. in order to get into Billy Gates Private Compound we would have to become heros of sorts. there was word of some kind of quest that would bring them to that status. IBM was going to join the quest under a surname "Mr.Sega" when the quest was compleated he would be invited to Billy gates's yearly meeting. there he would load the Big Clip into the magic gun and assassaniate Billy gates, thus freeing all the underground Factions to control the internet together, the ultamite goal was the Project called
"World Nation".......
 
"Anti-Bill Gates Factions, Please come to Mr. Dell" is how it should read", he told the secretary. Then he let out a triumphant laugh as he set eyes once more upon his anti-Bill Gates sign.
 
The plane had landed, the trip was over. Garret withdrew a long sigh, and unbuckled his seat belt. Africa was a great place to visit, but he wouldn't want to live there.
Garret took his bag, and left the plane. The two huges bags he also had, quickly came from the baggage room. In less than half an hour he was in a cab, on his way home.
Africa had been a wonderful two weeks. There was so many things to do, and especially so many animals to hunt. Garret had always wanted to bag just about every animal alive, within reason, of course, this seemed like a great chance.
Garret was a weapons expert, if it fired more than 200 feet he knew about it. That was the other reason he went to Africa, weapons. If one thought the black market in America was interesting, one should try the African black market. There are so many great, and cheap things. He could hardly imagine what suprises he was about to recieve.
Now, in his possession were 20 of the most dangerous, lethal, and most important illegal weapons mankind had ever encountered.
Garret smiled as he remarked back to one particular man, who had wanted to sell him a nuclear war head. Garret wasn't stupid, but still a warhead...
Garret shook his head, back to reality. He had a meeting to go to, thats why he had to break his trip early. Someone, he looked at the memo, Mirazi, wanted to meet with him. He wouldn't have even considered it, until he read the end of the memo.
"Great reward are possible" Great rewards, that could mean almost anything. Garret smiled mischievingly. He wasn't a greedy man, but then again he wasn't some sort of monk either.
The cab pulled up to his house. Garret handed him a fifty, and went inside. He changed into blue jeans, and a comfy shirt, before taking his beamer to the meeting place.
Daydreams of great rewards kept entering his mind as he slowly made his way to the park.
 
"Hello, as you've read I am Mirazi, and I am giving great rewards. Now, I hear you are a weopans master? Good, I'll definitely need one. Now remember we're going to what used to be New York City, so it's going to be dangerous."
 
IBM or Mr.Sega: i quietly sliped through the streets where i saw two figures. one had to be mirazi...but the other looked like a gunsmith of sorts. i quietly walked up to mirazi
"pardon me sir i hear you are giving out great rewards....may i join your journey? i have many contacts in all feilds of business and can get you just about anything for really cheap prices...my name? call me Mr.Sega, Mr.Sega Genises."
 
"Well Mr. Sega, I need a bout as many companions as humanly possible, so I say... HELL YES!"Mirazi exclaimed, a bit overexcited.


Meanwhile

Mr. Dell sat devising new ways to kill that bastard Gates. Suddenly an idea came to him.
 
"So, I say... HELL YES" Mirazi blurted out. To Garret he seemed a bit over excited. He must have been glad to have another member. So far that meant three.
Garret pondered it in his head. New York City, or rather the remains of it, was not a pleasing place, in fact it was the down right scum central of the world. All sorts of riff raff went their, and even the meanest of the mean never came out. This wasn't going to be easy.
Garret pulled out his sword, and started cleaning it.
He didn't care exactly what this Mirazi fellow was going for, too many times he had been called in for special assignments where rich people wanted get richer by some odd treasure hunt. Garret didn't care so long as he got his cut...
and it wasn't too dangerous.
Garret had never actually been to New York City, didn't they call it some other weird name now? Karanak or something, oh well. He had heard stories, however, and none of them were good. It was going to be one of the toughest journeys of his life, was he up for it?
The tougher the journey the greater the reward.
Yep, he was.
"So," Garret said as he finished shining his beauty, "How long are we going to stay there?"
 
"Oh, it's just a friendly old "kill the psychotic overlord who wants to take over the world" kind of thing, so I approximate that the journey will be harder than the city because he's probably watching us now as we speak," suddenly a bard ran out into the town center,"hear ye, hear ye, the great Mr. Dell wishes to sponsor any anti-Bill Gates factions or expeditions, if they wish to be sponsored, come to 9444 BigPlace Street in Akron Ohio."
 
Kill a psychotic overload. It was worse than Garret thought, especially in New York.
Garret looked at Mirazi.
Well, if this guy wanted some overload dead, Garret wasn't going to stop him, so long as there was good pay in it for everyone.
Garret finished cleaning his broadsword, putting it back in it's sheath. He then turned to Mirazi.
"I need a day to get all of the weapons we need. I should be ready by noon tomorrow. Where will we meet?"
Garret was already pondering on who still owed him favors.
 
" All right, how about we meet up at the ruined Goodyear factory", Mirazi told them, "anyway I need to get Dell to sponsor us".
 
Gates was nervous, so he hid what he usually did in this cases. He looked over at the code from his programmers, and when he found something he didn't like, he stuck a post-it to the computer screen. The post-it said "U-R Fired!". After 3 firings he felt better.

He was one of the richest men in history, if it hadn't been for that judge bought by the competition... now Oracle was over him. No problem with that, he still had the percentage market.

He looked at his figures and saw that Dell wasn't paying the money to be allowed to use Microsoft products. There was something fishy there. He pushed the thought aside.

...

His lawyer got to the group, saying "Micro$oft will sponsor you. We have more money, and we are the ruling class..."
 
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