Roleplaying

Humzalawaska yelled at the pathetic villager. He wasn't really saying much, or anything important for that matter. "WaaaGaaaa!" He yelled and smacked the villager with his staff. He kicked them in the shin and watched as they fell to the ground. He bashed them with his staff and watched as they shriveled up. His eyes widened. "It!" He pointed to the raisin-person. "It the sacred raisin!" He picked up the raisin and ran back to the village, rolling his tongue loudly and holding the raisin in the air. The villagers marveled at the Sacred Raisin. "Chieftain!" He yelled. "Speak, I must to you!"

Chieften Armzeesalawhoospaa suddenly appeared, almost out of thin air. She was carrying a fat, sleepy-looking chicken under one arm. "Yes your priestlyness? I sensed your summoning and came as fast as my fibula would allow." She turned her voice down to a whisper. "Shhh- Don't talk too loud, or Goddess Dea might become displeased and smite us with her fire!" Peeeepaaaa said "GrrzzrlbrrbzzNom".  Armzeesalawhoospaa sympathized with him. "Oh! I know, I know.. Oh I hear you- Oh how's that? Now, what did you want Priest Humzalawaska? And OMG is that the sacred raisin?!
 

A meateor flew high over head, spewing pieces of fried octopus throughout the skies and onto the ground near the village. 

Humzalawaska shook his head and gave himself a facepalm. He smacked Armzeesalawhoospa with his staff. "Zis is not just ze Zacred Raizzian. Zis is ZE Zacred Raizzian!" He held it up into the air and started to chant. "Ohh eeh Ooh ah ah! Ting, tang, walla walla bing bang!" He turned around and called out for the Shaman, Gary. "Shaman Gary! Come hither!" he yelled and slapped hi knee to emphasize haste.

Gary was in the Field of Fire Flowers playing with his feisty Daddy-long-leg when he heard his name. He stood up and ran back to the village. "Yes Priest?" he asked. Humzalawaska handed him the Sacred Raisin. "Give this to the Goddess, you shall!"

The Goddess sat in her hot tub of lava, chillin and relaxing and doing her pampered Goddess thaaaang. She was running low on bacon and cheese, and would smite her people unless they brought more to her. Her voice boomed across the village, <b>THE FIRE GODDESS DEMANDS MORE BACON AND CHEESE. BRING THEM TO ME OR I MAKE MY VOLCANO CRY"<b> She almost never left her volcano, it was too cold for her out in the village. Often her lava would freeze and flowers would grow on her. And that was reallym really embarassing to a Fire Goddess like herself.

Armzeesalawhoospaa screamed and fell to the ground, squishing several chickens in the process. "The fire Goddess- She is angry! We must bring ze sacred raision or she will kill us all!"  She stood up and stared at Humzalawaska and Gary. "Go with meh, on my sacred journey to the magic mountain of fire and bacon!" She grabbed a chicken that was trying to run away, and stuck it back on her dress. "Well? Art thou coming or nein? 

A huge zebra with a sombero, and a gold pocketwatch, stood on the edge of the magic mountain, snickering ominiously and plotting some devious scheme that would surely put the villagers in danger, and make the godess ragequit and blow something up. He glared down at the village and snorted, mumbling something unintelligable. 

Gary flailed his arms and ran off into the woods quickly. Humzalawaska followed him through the trees and tall grasses. “Come come!” He yelled to the others. “We are on the quest to find bacon for the fire goddess!” Gary continued to run through the trees but stopped at a large pig statue in the center of a small clearing.

“This is the great pig.” He picked up a handful of dirt and smeared his face with it. “This pig provides us with all the bacon. Quickly! Do as I do!” He picked up more dirt and began throwing it everywhere.

Armzeesalawoospaa quickly caught up with Gary, breathing heavily. "Agoo chabi glibbety gooble glop haaaaa!" She yelled while waving a chicken at the sky. "Now.. for the official ceremony of the dirt!" She threw the chicken at the statue, and began to roll around in the mud at the base of the statue. 

Meanwhile, the evil zebra was busy on facebook, trolling all the other local zebras, trying to find out the source of the mysterious ba-con that all the pathetic villagers were after. "Muaaaheeehaaahoooo! They will never defeat meeeee!" He began to sing trolololo, but quickly changed his mind, and instead screamed out his demented laugh across the valley and listened his own evil echo. 

The mystical land of Chatza, full of mysterious creatures, people, and things that cannot be identified. Oh, and lots of bacon. 

One day, a group of mysterious strangers, with no lives and no real purpose in life thus far, decided to form a unified group of intellgient beings that found their true calling, in the act of degressing to tribal form. 

During this time, they go through many trials and difficulties, that shall be overcome by using the mystical force of BaCoN. 

The great fire goddess (Almighty Dea) created this wonderful world with a snap of her flaming toes, and found it to be a wonderful source of the much favored BaCoN, from the over-reactive tribe members that made this place their home. 

1. HAVE. FUN. 

2. Typical Ex rules- No godmodding, swearing, mary-sueing, gary-sueing, ect. ect.

3. This will probably be quite violent (But not in an over descripitive way- Keep it pg-13!) and you character CAN get hurt or die. 

4. Eat Bacon and be sure to give Goddess Dea sacrifices every now and then.