Post by mclunatic4evr on Oct 12, 2006 22:38:39 GMT -5
Straddle cats sway
Diminish now
Running this way
Doing it how
The Frog prince wanders, this is a cold barren place where the Frog prince came to sleep and sleep he did. The next day a nobleman from the kingdom awoke the passed out Frog prince who had taken to slumber on top of a parked car. "Move along sir" The officer repeated to the dazed man in the Frog prince costume. In the dream the nobleman still read from his scroll "I have been sent here by the King to call onto you great Frog Prince. You have been selected to go on a mission, a mission of Dark Rides" And the details followed in a long two hour reading.
The Frog prince appeared on top the mountain the next morning with his shield and sword, ready for conquest. His mission, seek out the savage Tribalmen (or "Primitive Bastards" as the king had so called them in the scroll) and conquer their village which was in the way of the kings proposed Dark Ride sight. The Frog prince marched through the enchanted woods and into the Junglelands where he came upon a civilation forgotten by time. In the Jungle clearing their were several huts, a fire with some kind of meat [tourist] roasting over it. Existing about this community were about 22 short 3 foot tall pill monsters (primitive bastards). Now pill monsters looked like walking eggs with the bottom painted white and the equal top half painted black, and it had a mouth of about 4 or 5 decaying molars. It's two little bright white eyes burned furiousley with one small black and white pupil in the right eye and a giant black and red pupil in the left eye. It had two stick thin arms with little white gloved hands too, in one hand it clutched dearly it's primitive Sphere and in the other hand it clutched the shrunken head of a tourist. The Frog prince stalked them all from the bushes and watched.
The Frog prince studied the creatures for a few days before he began to plan his method of attack. He watched with binoculars and a note pad as the day to day life of the Pill Monsters played before his eyes. The first thing he noticed was that their were about 30 Pill monsters in all, 25 were the regualar 3 Footers but their were actually 5 very large 10 Foot tall Pill Monsters, identical to the small ones in both appearence and behavior. The community consisted of several huts, a special clearing around the camp fire where the peyote induced rituals occured every Friday, their were unfortunate lost woodsfolk awaiting to be served as dinner (it's not cannibilism because Pill Monsters aren't human), their were piles of bones and skulls scattered about and their were some other smaller details such as the watchout tower at the North point of their camp and two trash cans on both east and west side of the camp. On top of that their were other artifacts they had stolen from humans such as toys, camping gear, hubcaps, wrecked boats, incinerated remains of cars, and of course canned goods with caveman paintings on them.
Their behavior was primitive and savage. They devoured their dinners with animal force. They were always running around breaking stuff and playing with the new found goodies they'd taken from the unfortunates who had come by this place before. They danced all the time, they danced to anything at all, even talk radio. The boom box they had snatched from one sleeping tourist provided what their primitive instruments couldn't. They banged bongo's and danced using their Spheres and shrunken heads in rhythem to everything. They would then pass out by the fire as the psychedelics whirrled them away. The Five big one's were definetley in charge, only they didn't seem to know or care. "The small one's follow the big one's" The Frog prince noted as he watched a big pill monster run back in forth between two trash cans at opposite sides of the clearing as three little Pill monsters followed close behind.The Frog prince watched this and added to his notes "...Crazy ass Pill Monsters"
The Full moon... "Damn... " That's all the Frog prince could say as he watched the festival of the Harvest moon that cold October Night in the Jungel [which was for some reason cold] They went nuts, they threw their spheres at everything and they went after each other. The brawl was so brutal that by the time sun came up the whole tribe had torn each other into pieces, black and white pill capsules were scattered all over the floor of the campgrounds. Thousands of little Pill Monsters emereged from inside these shatttered capsules and new life began.
The Frog prince resigned [which caused him to be beheaded by the King] Cruel fate, for it was thee who observed the "others" and lived [briefly] to tell about it. Summer's past, Kings and Noblemen grew old and collapsed under the up and coming Elvis impersonater who conquered the magical land of room 3242 in the Casino hotel. Elvis made sure the Frog had flies, Elvis made sure the Flies had blood, the Pill Monsters made sure of all things bloody.
Diminish now
Running this way
Doing it how
The Frog prince wanders, this is a cold barren place where the Frog prince came to sleep and sleep he did. The next day a nobleman from the kingdom awoke the passed out Frog prince who had taken to slumber on top of a parked car. "Move along sir" The officer repeated to the dazed man in the Frog prince costume. In the dream the nobleman still read from his scroll "I have been sent here by the King to call onto you great Frog Prince. You have been selected to go on a mission, a mission of Dark Rides" And the details followed in a long two hour reading.
The Frog prince appeared on top the mountain the next morning with his shield and sword, ready for conquest. His mission, seek out the savage Tribalmen (or "Primitive Bastards" as the king had so called them in the scroll) and conquer their village which was in the way of the kings proposed Dark Ride sight. The Frog prince marched through the enchanted woods and into the Junglelands where he came upon a civilation forgotten by time. In the Jungle clearing their were several huts, a fire with some kind of meat [tourist] roasting over it. Existing about this community were about 22 short 3 foot tall pill monsters (primitive bastards). Now pill monsters looked like walking eggs with the bottom painted white and the equal top half painted black, and it had a mouth of about 4 or 5 decaying molars. It's two little bright white eyes burned furiousley with one small black and white pupil in the right eye and a giant black and red pupil in the left eye. It had two stick thin arms with little white gloved hands too, in one hand it clutched dearly it's primitive Sphere and in the other hand it clutched the shrunken head of a tourist. The Frog prince stalked them all from the bushes and watched.
The Frog prince studied the creatures for a few days before he began to plan his method of attack. He watched with binoculars and a note pad as the day to day life of the Pill Monsters played before his eyes. The first thing he noticed was that their were about 30 Pill monsters in all, 25 were the regualar 3 Footers but their were actually 5 very large 10 Foot tall Pill Monsters, identical to the small ones in both appearence and behavior. The community consisted of several huts, a special clearing around the camp fire where the peyote induced rituals occured every Friday, their were unfortunate lost woodsfolk awaiting to be served as dinner (it's not cannibilism because Pill Monsters aren't human), their were piles of bones and skulls scattered about and their were some other smaller details such as the watchout tower at the North point of their camp and two trash cans on both east and west side of the camp. On top of that their were other artifacts they had stolen from humans such as toys, camping gear, hubcaps, wrecked boats, incinerated remains of cars, and of course canned goods with caveman paintings on them.
Their behavior was primitive and savage. They devoured their dinners with animal force. They were always running around breaking stuff and playing with the new found goodies they'd taken from the unfortunates who had come by this place before. They danced all the time, they danced to anything at all, even talk radio. The boom box they had snatched from one sleeping tourist provided what their primitive instruments couldn't. They banged bongo's and danced using their Spheres and shrunken heads in rhythem to everything. They would then pass out by the fire as the psychedelics whirrled them away. The Five big one's were definetley in charge, only they didn't seem to know or care. "The small one's follow the big one's" The Frog prince noted as he watched a big pill monster run back in forth between two trash cans at opposite sides of the clearing as three little Pill monsters followed close behind.The Frog prince watched this and added to his notes "...Crazy ass Pill Monsters"
The Full moon... "Damn... " That's all the Frog prince could say as he watched the festival of the Harvest moon that cold October Night in the Jungel [which was for some reason cold] They went nuts, they threw their spheres at everything and they went after each other. The brawl was so brutal that by the time sun came up the whole tribe had torn each other into pieces, black and white pill capsules were scattered all over the floor of the campgrounds. Thousands of little Pill Monsters emereged from inside these shatttered capsules and new life began.
The Frog prince resigned [which caused him to be beheaded by the King] Cruel fate, for it was thee who observed the "others" and lived [briefly] to tell about it. Summer's past, Kings and Noblemen grew old and collapsed under the up and coming Elvis impersonater who conquered the magical land of room 3242 in the Casino hotel. Elvis made sure the Frog had flies, Elvis made sure the Flies had blood, the Pill Monsters made sure of all things bloody.