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olemn97
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In a small house in Oakvale a boy fell off a tree. But luckily a merchant that recently came brought along a cart of pie. So the boy didn't die. But this has absolutely nothing to do with my story. My story begins in the Heroes Guild. An apprentice there named Donald Mcclogyerarteries was one of the worst students there. He was lazy and slow and could not hit a stational dummy in 5 tries. So when he graduated(which kinda took forever) he didn't really have much to do. The quests were too hard for him and so he wandered the streets of Bowerstone. It was there where he found out what his destiny was. It was a pie eating contest. Gladly Donald entered. The roads were lined up with spectators and in their view was a bunch of tense fat people. When the contest started the contestants dived their face into the pies. You know how if ur blind ur hearing gets better? Well it was like that for Donald. His eating skills were amazing! He won and was known all over Albion and some parts of Jamaica. Now on quests he challenged bandits, guards,balverines, etc. to a pie eating contest. I'm not sure how this helped 'cause i wasnt paying much attention. But he got thru and finished a bunch of his quests. But an evil hero who was known for killing Jack of Blades had this thing with pies...he didn't like it. It didnt replenish his health fast enough and all the pies he got had this big slice cut out. So in his reign over Albion and some parts of Jamaica he restricted pies! But Donald rebelled against him and tried to get followers. No one cared much about pies so he ended up dying. But he was avenged when the Europeans started to journey all over the world and eventually they found Albion. They killed the so called hero and Albion was now known as some country that we dont know about. The reason that it isnt it our history books is cause its government conspiracy or something. THE END
i know its not that great i just did it cuz i was bored :/
In a small house in Oakvale a boy fell off a tree. But luckily a merchant that recently came brought along a cart of pie. So the boy didn't die. But this has absolutely nothing to do with my story. My story begins in the Heroes Guild. An apprentice there named Donald Mcclogyerarteries was one of the worst students there. He was lazy and slow and could not hit a stational dummy in 5 tries. So when he graduated(which kinda took forever) he didn't really have much to do. The quests were too hard for him and so he wandered the streets of Bowerstone. It was there where he found out what his destiny was. It was a pie eating contest. Gladly Donald entered. The roads were lined up with spectators and in their view was a bunch of tense fat people. When the contest started the contestants dived their face into the pies. You know how if ur blind ur hearing gets better? Well it was like that for Donald. His eating skills were amazing! He won and was known all over Albion and some parts of Jamaica. Now on quests he challenged bandits, guards,balverines, etc. to a pie eating contest. I'm not sure how this helped 'cause i wasnt paying much attention. But he got thru and finished a bunch of his quests. But an evil hero who was known for killing Jack of Blades had this thing with pies...he didn't like it. It didnt replenish his health fast enough and all the pies he got had this big slice cut out. So in his reign over Albion and some parts of Jamaica he restricted pies! But Donald rebelled against him and tried to get followers. No one cared much about pies so he ended up dying. But he was avenged when the Europeans started to journey all over the world and eventually they found Albion. They killed the so called hero and Albion was now known as some country that we dont know about. The reason that it isnt it our history books is cause its government conspiracy or something. THE END
i know its not that great i just did it cuz i was bored :/
