((I acutally really liked Roll to Rap, but, you see, school and feelings were all like "we deserve more of your time" and I was all like "bruh, this is fun tho," and they were all like "well we're just gonna take it from you then," and then I had to, sadly, abandon it. I'd be happy to continue, but I think that the people that participated wouldn't be interested in going on.))
"Brave warriors of Mountainhome Ducimedtűl, known in the lowly language of English as Workgroove, I, Urist McRichard, have detected that a demon has made its way into my glorious outpost, perhaps summoned by the rogue group of humans that have occupied a portion of the site. I spared them from the magma flows for a while, feeling benevolent towards humans, who at least forge proper metal, unlike the filthy elves. They have, however, betrayed my trust and now I must smite them. If you do not receive a letter in the next week, assume that I am dead and begin site reclamation efforts immediately. May Armok guide «☼Mĺgmozmatul Sárek Okbod☼», that it may spill much blood in His name." Give the disk with the viruses to one of the cultists & tell him to run them in all the computers he can find: "To spread the word of The Midnight Devil."
Next string the fuse to the firecrackers and give that and the lighter to another cultist & tell him to go to just outside the den/armory door. Once the lights go out he should wait 5 seconds, then light the firecrackers: "To show all the heathens the power of The Midnight Devil."
Lastly I'll go outside to the breaker box with my wire cutters, and turn off the main switch. If its a fuse box instead, then cut the wire.
[2] The cultist you hand the disk to opens his eyes widely as he stares at the disk.
"It is the holy relic!" he shouts.
"The Chakram of Festering Agony! It is the most powerful artifact in the known universe! I will take this and perform the holy scarification."The cultist then removes his robe and cuts himself all over his chest and face with the disk. His blood drains onto the floor and he begins crying what appear to be tears of joy.
[5] The disk, despite being covered in blood, still functions.
[3] The other cultist to whom you hand the firecrackers runs out of the room, but is accosted by Urist McRichard, clad in full aluminum foil "armor" and wielding
«☼Mĺgmozmatul Sárek Okbod☼». The cultist is stopped and unable to proceed past the
sad excuse for a dwarf obligatory meta character valiant warrior.
[3] You also go out with your wire cutters but are stopped with your fellow cultist, who turns to you and beckons that you smite the unenlightened fool. Because of this, Richard identifies you as demon he was meant to slay. He stands between you and the staircase. Suddenly, a deep, rythmic rumbling is heard from below, as if the whole house is shaking. Almost as soon as the rumbling begins, you think you see a tall man tumble down the stairs behind Urist.
Mind if I give this another shot?
Name: Geraldo Stephani
Appearance: Italian, brown hair, overweight, wearing a sloppy-looking shirt and pants.
Background: Geraldo is a talented chef, despite only being in sixth grade. He is very passionate about food, so much so that he neglects things like hygiene and personal health. He is absurdly proud of his skills and tends to look down on others.
How you met Stan Dudley: After winning a cooking competition, Geraldo was approached by Stan. Stan offered Geraldo the chance to become his highly paid personal chef. Geraldo was flattered, but of course he declined. A sixth grader of his caliber could never restrain his talent to benefit only one person. Geraldo planned to be recognized worldwide! Still, Stan's offer did give him a big ego boost. Even now, Geraldo still brags about how he turned down such an amazing offer and stuck to his lofty ideals.
Items in Backpack: Autographed photos of himself, a portfolio containing photos of his best creations, and beef jerky that he made himself
((Not at all!))
Name: DiDi Dicamillo
Appearance:An Italian-American teenager, with her dark brown hair worn loose, and wearing a tank top and short shorts.
Background: DiDi was born into a sterotypically middle-class Italian-American family. However, she was rebellious, and her parents eventually made her babysit, to get her out of their business.
How you met Stan Dudley: She was (and still is, sometimes), his babysitter.
Items in Backpack: Diary, pencilcase, with a pencil, eraser, and a sharpener. Her Iphone 5 (her parents didn't allow her to get a newer one), and some granola bars. Also, the debut album of Doris the Donut Lady.
The two of you arrive at the Dudley compound at the almost the same time. You introduce yourselves to one another, and engage one another in conversation about your shared Italian heritage. You talk for a good 20 minutes before you realize that Stan Dudley was at the door, holding it open for you all. You gather your things and enter the house.
"Geraldo, my man," Stan says.
"How's the chef business? Amazing, no doubt. Still considering my offer? DiDi! How are you, mademoiselle
? I hope you guys find my abode sufficient; there's games, pizza, and, if we're lucky, I can get into my dad's cache of 'medical' marijuana."As soon as you enter, the you both hear some very dope and very loud beats comming from Charles' boombox. You don't know why, but you both feel the strange urge to krump hard.
"Yo, S-dawg! Yah know what, I go me my sowngs on a disc, so this part-Y is goin' to be kickass."
Insert my song disc into the boombox and play it on full volume.
Suddenly, the boombox blares with this beauty:
Johnny: Yo, yo!
Jimmy and Jerry: Voodoo!
Bad Juju: In the darkest of nights,
when the place is full of frights,
ya will hear some heavy steps,
of the guy who wrecks,
grab yo girl, better get out of sight,
otherwise ya won't live through the night!
"Blast away, Juju!"[5] You place the CD in and play a hot album from the Blak Puppetz ((
)). The volume is so loud, that the base shakes the house. That strange man from before tumbles down the staricase, startled by the sudden loud noise of you fiery hot album. He cracks his head on the hand rail, knocking him unconscious. As he reaches the ground at the foot of the stairs, a large blue package in the form of a brick flies out of hist trenchcoat and lands in front of you.
Edit: Fleshed it out a bit.
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