Fight To Win
Fight To Win
We have been following you from a far for several moons. I am The Thuggernaut, and this is my partner Saint." These two, were not men, but titans! Towering over the group by many head lengths, it was if they were blocking out the sun entirely." "I have heard stories about you two", said the Shaman, "I was told that you could squeeze water from rocks. No man can do that! You must be GODS! Please, join us in our journey." The fellowship was almost complete, but without a guide to lead them in their travels, the effort was pointless. [ As a side note during the journey they met a vampire named Sir Robert Hanley III. He blew up in sheer amazement of the Rock Mix and his final words were "YEAAUUH!" as he burst into flames.] A few more days passed.
Crossing the Swamp of Sorrows, the group suddenly felt like they were being watched as the Rock Mix around the Paladin's neck started to glow an unfamiliar shade. "My rooooock mix, where is my roooock mix?!" "Who's there?! Show yourself!", said the Mage. Out from the mist a figure appeared. He was smaller than the rest, aged over hundreds of years from the Rock Mix's power.
He was a squirly fellow. "I ammm Pablito!" A sudden smile cracked from his face at the sight of the Rock Mix. "Why are you smiling?" said Saint. "I AM NOT SMILING!...NOT EVEN!" screamed Pablito in a rage.
"I am a guide, I wish to help you in your journey, I will show you where you need to go" The team looked at each other. "Should we let him join in our travels?" The group voted and it was agreed, Pablito would be the sixth and final piece to the puzzle that is now known as FIGHT TO WIN!...then they went to get food....CHICKEN PARM! Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply..
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