Once upon the time there was...

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CHAPTER II - THE FIERCE CULT OF MULTI-ORGASMIC BATTY BOYS
 
having dined on went little nutsys quest but then suddenly he saw an old castle by the road. LIttle nutsy couldn't resist entering...
 
The old castle was surrounded by a deep moat. In order to enter the castle he had to cross it. He needed to find the entrance. So lil'Nutsy wankinghood started walking around the moat to find a bridge or something. When walking he hears voices, where did they come from? Ah the voices came from above? From inside? Hmmmmm it sounded like chanting, almost wispering chanting. 'Dominus in exstase, Veni Vidi... hmmmm hmmm hmmm' Deep dark voices were chanting latin. Was this a castle or was this a monastry. lil'Nutsy was confused, could this be? Oh no could this be the worldfamous Brotherhood? The Brotherhood of Destruction every man woman and child new about, feared, admired... The Brotherhood with all those heros? Many a tale was told during long winter evenings when people gathered around the fire, many a tale of fierce warriors, strong tall handsome fighting for honour, to make the world a better place. Saving innocent people from the perils of The League? Always battling dishonour and defending honour, good meals and beer? Ah beer! It was told when the monks were not fighting their battles, they were drinking and brewing beer. Where would the entrance be?
 
Suddenly little nutsy made a groundbreaking notion - finally he had found the brotherhood's weak point. Being a cunning farmer boy nutsy had knocked out some more duthc trance addicts on his way to the castle stealing their high-watt stereo equipment. On one of the castles tower he saw standing the mighty head figure of the brotherhood... knowing his vast hunger for trance nutsy inserted a CD of norwegian death metal, recorded in the notorious lair of a norge-gimp gen76 and turned the volume to the max...
 
but the brothers of the castle expected him and already had ear-warmers on. They took out their sniper, rockets, mini's and other holy mommas and started spamming lil nutsy...
 
But there was a brother and he was named The Happy One (because he was well hung) calming down the brothers. There is no need for all this, we should all live in peace and harmony. And if that doesn't work, shoot the f00king bas****s and take them out head shot after head shot. But now is not the time! Can't you see that lil'Nutsy Wankinghood is on a holy quest? All the brothers listend and appreciated the wisdom in his words and stopped firing. Brother PX was so ashamed of his actions that he started whipping himself and asked for forgiveness. Brother The Happy One pointed the way and brother PX understood. He went down together with the other brothers and helped poor lil'Nutsy Wankinghood. The next day, refreshed after a good night sleep and the care of the brothers went along on his quest. But no longer alone. Brother The Happy One would now help him find his true destiny. Together, now well prepared and well armed they continued The Quest.
 
Suddenly the two crusaders woke up in a country totally different where they started their journey from... and evil member of the brotherhood had given them a venomous potion. Being still dizzy the two camarades could hear the sounds of chopping wood and lumberjacky smell of sweat...
 
Clearly Brother PX was behind this, still a bit dizzy, disoriented and with a serious jetlag the two tried to find out where they were. The place had something familiar about it for brother The Happy One. He had never been here before, but still, something reminded him of this other brother of The Brotherhood. In a country far far away, North of a very barbaric country full of xenophobe inhabitants who thought they lived in 'Gods own country' The Happy One knew better, up North was much better. But how did they get there? Was this the place? Lumberjacks out there in the woods, months without women often used the oil for their chainsaws for other things. Things the oil was not intended for, but useful when there were no women around...... oh oh.
 
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Suddenly they saw some smoke rising from the forest "There must be a little nice hut where we can get something to eat, a place to rest and maybe they even can help with our quest", said the two to themselves and made their way through the dark forest... But when they got to the little cottage they could hear a mourning like never before from the little house...
 
Smoke slowly curled from the chimney into the morning air, the sound of sobbing and distress comming from the window. What was this? Under a big oaktree there was this beautiful little cotage. Would there be breakfast? What was all that sobbing about, sounded like a girl in distress... Could she cook?
 
knowing how to treat girl with proper respect the two fellows opened their sacks and took out a few bottles of well-infamous ribena-vodka mixture acquired from the slain dragons private stash... slowly they kept moving towards the door and just as they were about to knock the door opened...
 
and there was he...... the mistery man again. Bigger and stronger as ever before 'Sauron the Darklord' said: "YOOOOOOOOO d00ds wdda ya want man!!!!!!"
Brother Happy One was so scared he wetted his pants and lil' nutsy started wanking...
 
For a moment the two almost were caught by PXs cunning plan...
 
...but then the maiden came out rescuing the two from the dutch sub-gimp. The travellers stepped into the little hut in the middle of a dark forest...