Story Time with Prozac - episode 1

[Prozac]

Story time with Prozac - episode 1

Long, long ago, in a kingdom far, far away a battle was raging. Twas a civil war fought between the soldiers of a certain Tribal Instinct clan. Both sides fought to the death, until there were only two warriors left standing. Today, these are the two:

On the red side was a demonic, towering and diabolical bastard lizard known only as Nytefyre. His blood flowed neon green, from his many years of slaughtering his foes with his infamous favorite weapon – the Goo Gun.

On the blue side stood a valiant, highly skilled, light-skinned, non-bastard, Egyptian warrior named Prozac. Many constituents of the Tribal Instinct clan were suspicious of his blended skin tone, but his Egyptian blood line and the twelve foot Black Mamba snake which he stowed in his loin cloth, left the naysayers no choice but to accept his ethnicity as fact.

As the two warriors began their hunt for each other, Prozac knew that his foe Nytefyre was highly skilled and better than him in every way. Nytefyre knew this as well, and reminded Prozac of this often. As he watched dumbass Prozac wander aimlessly through the cathedral called Reconstucted, he toyed with him like a cat does a mouse. At no time, place or point, was Nytefyre NOT behind Prozac, tracking him like a hungry cheetah. Nytefyre saw a perfect place to set up an ambush on Prozac, and made his way there with the stealth of the gods.

Nytefyre watched from his undetectable hiding place as Prozac accidentally fell in the deathtrap trench at the bottom of Reconstructed. Prozac was frantically looking in every direction for Nytefyre. Nytefyre was ready for the kill. He loaded up his Goo Gun, stepped to the upper edge of the trench, grinning the way Satan does when he’s harvesting souls, aimed his gun…and pulled the trigger….

A large mass of goo shot out….

Prozac heard the shot, not a second too late. He screamed like a little girl, as Nytefyre had scared the shit out of him, yet again! By sneaking up on him, with his demonic self. Prozac knew he had only one…slim…chance to survive. As the fight shifted into slow motion – Prozac spun directly toward Nytefyre – whipping out his Black Mamba as he rapidly spun toward his foe, he swatted Nyte’s goo across the map, like Mark McGwire on steroids, with his massive death slugger, then turned back toward Nytefyre and slammed his bitch ass into a lizard pancake, with his massive black snake, for the mother fuckin win!

THE END

Be on the lookout for other ferocious battles including but not limited to: The Dark Knight gets a slit cut in his bat suit, Tiggz flashes Porkinator her beefy labia, then headshots him, ClownMajiks’ and Sideous Prime’s secret love, Duffy can’t hit shit but Myxx can, Hoss and Relic’s epic fail battle, and many, many more. .

[Porkinator]

I did not know that you could post on line while dreaming Prozac.

[Duffy]

kind of funny, as funny as me not being able to hit shit last night until the last map.

[Prozac]

LOL to you all....sometimes I write strictly to be silly and for the fun of it...especially if I'm stumped on my real stuff.

Maybe I do write while I'm dreaming......hmmmmmmmmmmm...but then my stuff would have a lot more sex in it!

Ok Duffy, your story is going to be extra harsh and funny now!

[Duffy]

that's fine but that was meant as a compliment jacktard!!!!

[Porkinator]

Where is a good case of writers cramp when you need it?

[Prozac]

that's fine but that was meant as a compliment jacktard!!!!

I'm redfaced AND laughing my ass off! Sorry I missed the compliment, Sorry I'm a jacktard.

Ok I'll make you the hero in your story Duffy!

And Pork, I get other cramps more, if you know what I mean. lol