The Beggining of the End

a few hours have passed and Isopod still hasn't shown up. your convoluted magic learning lesson hasn't been that productive either and you're growing to hate this fucking snake tulpa you now can't get out of your head.

>katiasniffer wrote: "BITCH YOU CHUGGED 220 SEPTIMS WORTH OF MANA! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING SITTING ON YOUR ASS HOPING TO BE PRINCESS CARRIED BY A BUMBLING IDIOT WITH A SWORD WHEN YOU CAN BLAST THUNDERPISS AND FIRE AT YOUR ENEMIES?! YOU'RE FUCKING GOD. YOU ARE FUCKING GOD AS WE SPEAK. NOW GO DELIVER THE FUCKING THING."

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you know what? you're right!

you are oficially katia fucking managan! your Prequel -or- Making A Cat Cry: The Adventure shall end NOW.

you're going back with your own two furry feet.

>Redguardslaya205 wrote: "B-but katya wuh wuh- the uhh... the spell! You need to learn ze spell on ze rock!"

nah fuck off your back hurts.

you pack your shit and get ready to depart without a single care in the world.

>John wrote: Katya, it is late. Beware of the dangers ahead for they could throw all these years of careful retard wrangling into nothingness.

WHAT COULD PAWSIBLY GO WRONG?!

YOU FEEL GREAT IN FACT, YOU ARE SIMPLY INCAPABLE OF FUCKING UP AT THIS POINT!

your whole world blinks to black as you hit a solid wall of flesh.

blood leaks from your face part and it really really hurty so you quickly regain your senses because of the injuries that make the red kroovy spill.

Fancy meeting you here, Cornmuffin. You know the drill so let's hurry this up.

the orc's saying something about getting "his money on" before he gets "his leave on" so he can get "his snack on" and that he'll seriously murderfuck you if you don't comply.

oh FUCK no.

you're not going through all this shit again after you got so fucking far.

you tell gharug that you're bout to uh... get your uuuhhhh... g-get your KILL on... yeah.

wait you didn't actually mean you wanted to kill hi-